[Solvunn is more verdant-looking than the angry, shale-strewn vista of the Upside Down. Not that Henry would know, having only been tossed about by a raging storm, whorling and disoriented. Still, comparatively, the hill they stand atop, with its single shade tree, is much better.
When she shifts, another jar clinks, topples, and begins to gently roll down the hill. Henry watches, then lifts his eyes to look at her with his brow vaguely arched.]
How about... if you retrieve that for me, I'll show you.
[He could grab it himself--it takes no effort with a bit of telekinesis, but this young girl is a stranger; moreover, she's the one who knocked it down the way, so why should he have to retrieve it?]
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When she shifts, another jar clinks, topples, and begins to gently roll down the hill. Henry watches, then lifts his eyes to look at her with his brow vaguely arched.]
How about... if you retrieve that for me, I'll show you.
[He could grab it himself--it takes no effort with a bit of telekinesis, but this young girl is a stranger; moreover, she's the one who knocked it down the way, so why should he have to retrieve it?]