Oh that’s right! {He walks over to her. One must be polite and face whom they’re talking with directly, after all.} Well, I thought maybe you could highlight the most important things first.
Close your eyes....Think about...standing in a dark room...No torches to light....No way of seeing anything....And then....focus as you see a tiny little light glow from your hand....You cast light!
{He hums, thoughtfully. Closing his eyes, he pictures a deep sea trench. Own never knows what can be found there— given a little light. He imagines an orb of blue light growing before him; within his grasp.}
{He makes a thoughtful noise.} Personally, I think those who are self-taught it whatever skill are usually the most consistent. {Finally over his light, he allows it to dissipate.} I mean my sister can create such lovely jewellery… and she’s self-taught
We’ll then! {He takes one last look at the instruments and such around the room. He then points firmly at them and goes to leave.} I will find out what you are, wooden things. I’ll find you later, Lily!
