Sort of. S'like...a river that's hit a beaver dam. Some of it's getting through, but it feels like there's more that isn't.

[Mat takes a seat when directed, dropping his lanky form into it with another shrug. Blocked isn't quite the right term, but it's close. There is blockage, he thinks. Something holding back part of his abilities. Like a choked connection with the source.

Whether that happens, he has no idea. He knew so little about the one power and channeling back home, and that sort of studying doesn't hold his interest anyway.]

I dunno why.