[He was maybe more than a little pleased with himself when she voiced her approval. He wasn't much of a planner, that had been Adam's thing, but sometimes he could think ahead, figure out what would be a wise way to tackle a problem.
He stared at her hand, at the umbrella. He didn't look particularly surprised but he felt it. Not many people could make things just appear like that. She wasn't a dreamer, she was...something else. He didn't know what; he only knew of dreamers, psychics, and demons. This was none of the above.]
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He stared at her hand, at the umbrella. He didn't look particularly surprised but he felt it. Not many people could make things just appear like that. She wasn't a dreamer, she was...something else. He didn't know what; he only knew of dreamers, psychics, and demons. This was none of the above.]
How'd you do that?