Two days after the twins left to pack up and settle things where they've been living, Stephen gets a call shortly after dinner.
"Some kind of... sound projection-" he focuses, and then the sound of a harp can be heard throughout the room.
It goes on for a few moments, and then Jamie interrupts his focus by throwing his arms around him excitedly.
"Cool! Huh, we both got some kind of sound projection. I think I like yours better."
Jamie squints, trying to picture it, "I mean... I can see us playing something together for fun, maybe, though I really can't do much on any instrument but voice. I feel like actually trying to form a band would go... badly, though."
Alex shakes his head, "I'm not sure the music Adam and I would play if we did write something together really fits the word 'band', anyway," he says. "I wouldn't use this gift for that, anyway. It'll be handy for keeping track of tunes I think up while I can't write them down, though."
"You guys do realize that on the other side of knowing magic, people do use it for art? Even if Adam is really not band mate material."
"Sure, but," he shrugs, "Part of the fun of music, for me, is making it with my own hands and voice."
Shrug. "That much I can relate. Anyway, this is great. Maybe we should get you a commemorative cake or something."
"You did a good job, Lex, you deserve cake," Jamie says, only half-joking. "Or at least a cookie."
"Oh no, if we do both what will we escalate to when we get the wakefulness ones?"
"Ice cream?" He shrugs. "Whatever your idea of commemorative food."
"Cake, cookie, and ice cream, for wakefulness," he nods, "And then we'll just add more as we go."
"Before we get to celebrating," Alex cuts in, "What should we be doing now? With the goal of attuning to the vault in mind."
"Learning how to feel all the other aspects of your lifeforce on your own. The vault will connect to them all and you have to do some reaching of your own with it. But learning how to move two out of five is enough for the basic vault tuning."
"Hm. Does that mean I should do some work with the fire gift?" He asks, visibly reluctant.
"No, no, no we will just train you with some rituals that involve health and that will be fine."
Alex has his cake and cookie, and eats it too (some of it, anyway, he ends up giving most of his cake to Jamie, who enjoys it much more than he would have, and also cackles quietly about the success of his master plan), and then they get to work on practicing with their health and breath, along with spending some time working on the others, of course.