Hayley's attention focused on his hand as soon as it neared her own and she watched his shadow shift and change with each movement. It was something she had never considered before, a new kind of knowledge and enlightenment she found rare and refreshing. The thought made her miss learning again. She glanced at him again with his words, then back to the sphere and the shadows of his hand.

She poured her attention into thinking about connecting the sphere with his shadows, her mind creating the imagery rather than trying to will the darkness to her commands. Hayley lifted her own hand just a short distance above his and offset, casting her own shadow over his on her other hand. Her focus was on the depth of the shadows, on making them darker, deeper.

"What if the shadows don't want to be manipulated?" She asked distractedly, still admiring the patterns of their shadows on her hand and imagining the sphere spreading across them.