And? How did the testing go? If--if it's okay, can I ask you about that?

[Because flying, out of everything, would the most helpful thing. It would make it possible to scout the forest without upsetting the spirits or accidentally landing in a nest of something malicious. Flying, not just for the coolness factor, but also because of the potentially saving people stuff.

Disappointment sneaks in to his voice but only for a second before Quentin shrugs it off and goes on]

Yeah, nothing I do seems to make light either. It's like, something is leaking the light right out of it?