Grace looked up from her shoes eventually and smiled slightly despite herself and she listened as Kyle offered her a gentler exercise and she nosed slightly. There was still a fair amount of water in the bucket she had used during the earlier exercise, she walked over to it and picked it up, bringing it over to where he was standing. She took a few nervous breaths, looking around anxiously. However everyone else seemed focused on their own practices so no one was looking at her that she noticed. Another few nervous breaths, mostly to stall just that little bit longer before she slowly drew the water from the bucket.

She pushed it forward in a gentle glob that kind of sucked the tennis ball up into it. It floated to the top of the glob quickly, which was a relief because she had thought it was going to fall straight through. Strangely enough, Grace found closing her eyes helped her focus on what she was doing. Surprisingly, it wasn’t as difficult as she has thought it was, moving water around herself was something she did often, usually to amuse herself in the bath or shower, and the added tennis ball wasn’t adding as much difficulty as she thought it would. Grace even let out a small giggle as she moved it around her body, turning in the opposite direction every now and then as if it was some kind of weird dance.