[When it comes to the topic of her own home, Gavial tackles it with the same matter-of-fact ease as she’s always had. Though perhaps it’s even easier when it’s Terra as a whole being discussed, rather than Acahualla specifically.

She tilts her head from one side to the other for a moment, looking thoughtful before she punctuates it with a slight shrug.]

Little bit of all of it, I guess. I’m sure there are people out there who’re bitter about not being able to use ‘em themselves. [Which could maybe account for a small amount of it, but frankly most people living normal lives don’t even know if they have the aptitude for it.] Arts in certain contexts are sorta commonplace, but it’s kinda… how do I explain it?

[A thoughtful pause as she scrunches her brows in thought, then she’s reaching one leg up to nudge the end of her staff hanging off the edge of the table with her foot.]

Back home, anyone capable of using those skills has gotta have a certain kind of focus, I guess you can call it, to be able to channel the Arts. Like my staff. The only exception to that are people who’re infected with this disease we call Oripathy. Means they’ve got this magically conductive and volatile mineral spreading through their systems, which lets them cast Arts as freely as they want. And since the Infected are kinda demonized in most societies…

[Well, people who are ostracized gotta fight back sometimes, thus the mixed views.]