Phoebe looked into his glasses, trying to see past, into his eyes. He looked down for a quick second, trying to think what to say. His mind, working at an accelerated pace, soon realised that the truth would have to do.
"Well... I kind of threw up this thing. Black and liquid looking, but solid," as he said this, he was surprised by how much he realised it. He hadn't thought of it before, merely the power it bestowed. "It... Enhances my powers. I got off the bus to try, and I found I could... I killed a tree by blinking at it with the thing in mouth. It's not just mine though, me and Jesse have a theory. It was made of a mix of vampire blood and basilisk Power."