It's a shame it couldn't draw from our previous abilities. I had looots of experience coating every last bit of a place with my magic. It was even meant for tricking people! [Well, scaring them. Close enough.] ... Maybe I used it in the operating room too much and turned it into something good rather than deceitful?

[That's not how magic works. It's how someone too open to criticism works. After a moment,]

As a turban snail now, I should have power over the sea, and an interest in.. [Is hunting the right word? No, that's what the shell attached to him seems to have been attempting. Fascinating! Then.. something else that they're known for...] Sorry, a knack for persuasion? I wonder if that part's what being a Psychic type is?