"Oh. Huh," Sophia said, and put one fist under her jaw in the classic "Thinker" pose. "Weird. I don't think it's a problem with detailed stuff for me, I'm pretty good at that when it comes to shape-shifting and conjuring minor objects." Presumably to demonstrate, her hair shimmered with every color of the rainbow for a moment as she made that remark, with the colors moving in perfect swirl patterns before breaking apart and seeming to mix back together into a platinum-blonde color. "But with the winds it's different... I dunno, maybe it's something that doesn't translate between Genie magic and sorcerer magic. I've never met a sorcerer before to compare."
Sophia looks over at Maya just as confused at the RA's actions. "Uh... you not have any magic-users where you're from or something, miss?" she asks the RA tentatively. "I mean, I know it's kind of rare and everything, but the last time I saw someone be, uh, like that about it was, like, kindergarten."