"Like with a jar?" Lightning in a bottle. The idea makes him chuckle softly. "I don't really know if it's safe to touch it."
What if it burns? What if it renders him nonexistent, like the spirits with the aurora? What if it's completely harmless, like the light in their lanterns? It's sort of a frightening unknown, he realizes. This was the right thing to do, but what have they done?
He doesn't want Will to try messing with the light, either, at least not without some sort of tools, some planning. He turns his attention away from the light to look at him. "Glad to see you're up and walking already. You feeling all right?"
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What if it burns? What if it renders him nonexistent, like the spirits with the aurora? What if it's completely harmless, like the light in their lanterns? It's sort of a frightening unknown, he realizes. This was the right thing to do, but what have they done?
He doesn't want Will to try messing with the light, either, at least not without some sort of tools, some planning. He turns his attention away from the light to look at him. "Glad to see you're up and walking already. You feeling all right?"