[a fond smile. Too fond. He runs a hand over his mouth and then, hands in his pockets, turns away a little]

You're right. You're not miserable. But since we all have magic here [him to a far lesser degree but nevermind. Not an intuitive bone in him. At least not for this] maybe even being the best in the universe isn't going to make someone happy.

[in other words, he is beyond hope]

Probably something depressing. Don't worry about it.