"Maybe. I don't know what the spell was, but I do know how it felt."

Familiar as he was with magic, he wasn't a mage himself, sadly.

"She would project her mind into mine, somehow. It was like a tether or a lifeline at sea - her voice would make it easier to keep the armor's current at bay."

Saturday did say she had some kind of magic of her own - maybe she knew a way to work it out?