Wild
Magic is not easy to contain when one wasn't meant for it from the beginning, so while most Hikari work has relatively good control (although with some of them it's debatable) Daisuke and I are lucky that our own involuntary magic has manifested as a boost in lock picking for Daisuke, and a boost to my reflexes and agility, instead of say a tendency to breathe life into things I make that aren't art, or for Daisuke to resort to his natural skill before doing things the normal way. But still it crackles under our skin, that buzz of leashed power growing slowly, until we give in to the sky-longing and let go of control, burning up our excess magic in the sky, in games of aerial tag or in practicing what we can do.
Truth
It's hard for me to trust others with myself, and most of my acquaintances are still children compared to me, which doesn't help. In all the world there is only one person who knows the truth about me, not just my magic but who I am, and he is as different as I am. Not even his family knows what I do, although Dark might've known some of it, but it is impossible for the two of us to keep secrets from one another. So we don't try to. He knows everything I kept hidden for so long, and that I hide still from human knowledge. I know and trust he won't tell any of my secrets to anyone… even his nagging family.