I stared at their expectant faces and realized I'd dug myself a hole deeper than the canyons outside Argent's barrier. Move rocks with my mind? Sure, if by "rocks" they understood "my yo-yo" and by "move" they meant "make it jump a few pathetic inches off a table." The gap between their excited visions of massive stone walls and my reality of barely nudging a toy felt wider than the wasteland itself. My newfound confidence, briefly resurrected by Phinyx's vibes, died like an ant fighting a horde of corruptors.
"Actually…" I tone it down, rubbing the back of my neck. "it's still a work in progress. Very experimental… tiny pebbles for now."
"Oh." Kira's excitement dimmed visibly. "Well, that's still impressive. I can't move anything with my mind."
Phinyx nodded, his perpetual calm undisturbed. "Small vibes grow into big ones. The flow starts somewhere, man."
I forced a smile. "I'll show you when I've mastered it better. Right now, I should probably focus on these laps."
