The slowed pace makes him glance up, a brow raising as she looked in confusion at his face. "Essence is..." His lips thin, brows creasing again as he glances down at the thing in his hands. "Well. It's a form of energy... It powers machinery, but it also allows the use of sorcery and charms. It's a life force, what allows Creation to exist... I could demonstrate but I think it would be best if I didn't, since I'm not sure I would be able to regain mine out of Creation, if that's where we are."

A hand runs through shaggy dark strands, golden eyes shifting down to the comm unit again. "I'm not as eloquent as Eryon about all this shit. He's a sorcerer, studies the stuff for a living. I tend to tune him out most of the time, too much technical babble..." It's strange to think of someone not knowing what Essence is, and trying to describe the very thing that powers and gives life to the world you live in, as well as all its applications is a lot harder than it seems.