Sina watches her dumbly, then bites her lower lip, considering. "I suppose not," she says quietly, "...I wish... we knew how the acquisition differs. How others get theirs, versus how I got mine." She touches it carefully, the thrumming magic crackling as her fingers near it. "...everyone else has them in their hands." A defeated smirk accompanies this. There are some fairly easy conclusions to be drawn about what the consequences might be.