Glorfindel half sighed, half laughed. "What Najaran is too bashful to ask you herself," he said, petting as he spoke, "is if you might assist as she practices her spell casting."

"Right now, the combination of her and the spell card are too strong, so she cannot maintain control very well. If you are willing, and able, of course, we'd like you to siphon off some of the spell power so she can wotk on her control...and aim." He stopped petting for a moment, so he could ask, "What do you think?"