Lyn smiles softly at her. "[color=746363]It might be more of a "practice" or a "try again" thing. In the underworld, I trained for [i]hours[/i], because relying on emotions left me drained and apathetic. I had to learn how to use my power, not depend on a state of mind.[/color]"
He holds his hand parallel to the wall. Not even a second later, the scattered bones of an animal tear through the padding, zipping to his side. He makes a fist, and they form a ghastly halo around him. When he speaks, he sounds immensely relieved, as though he didn't think it would work. "[color=746363]There. See? It just takes time. Try it![/color]"