[Al feels the strength in his limbs, but he wants his magic, how it flowed through him like the force he feels so empty without it.

Most importantly, he doesn't want his dear friend feeling so horrible.]

I know you're not responsible, and we will figure out how to get our powers back to their rightful place. I promise we will...and...I was trying to say that to make you feel better, sort of.

Look, I hate how they are making you feel, okay? I don't like people screwing with my friends, especially friends like you.

But there is a practical concern here, you have to learn to control my magic, otherwise, it will kill you.

So if you don't mind, I want to teach you to use my magic, so you don't almost burn a neighbourhood down...like I may or may not have done the first time I used it.

[Despite how hollow he feels, he keeps a fake smile and says the last bit a little light-heartedly to try to lighten the mood a bit.]