"He finds our respective crafts to be incongruous," Carlisle explains, reaching the top of the stairwell. He's grateful to see the light of Anchor proper at the end of the corridor. "It is not a matter of his, er. Personality so much as his methodology."

That's his nice way of avoiding whether or not Qubit is 'too stuck-up to consider' learning magic, despite Carlisle asking if he had any interest in the art.

"Not everyone has a grasp over the energy required for magic, after all. And those who do still require training to hone it. For all I know, he may be perfectly capable of it, but has no idea what it feels like to draw upon that well. Like a muscle unused."