( After standing up once Lalli moved from the ground, he steps back and lets the mage do his thing. His request is being fulfilled, after all, so his friend gets a wide berth.
Emil feels the wind curl close to him like he's standing next to a swift current, before it feels like Lalli really took all the air out of the world just to have it for himself. The feat of magic is much more impressive, showcasing how quickly he masters the concept of his capabilities. He's reached a new height, and then keeps rising. The expectation that he might stop at maybe even double what he'd done before is shattered as it's tripled, quadrupled. There's something that he yells down, as Emil cranes his neck upward with his eyes shielded from the sun by his hand, but he has no idea what it is. If it matters.
When he sees Lalli begin to free fall, his muscles snap to attention quickly, but he forces them into inaction with just as much speed. He trusts Lalli, who always knows what it is he's doing. Sure enough, with the precision and timing indicative of an experienced magic user, he's cushioned and put on pause as if he'd sauntered down on a cloud, suspended.
That alone is basically as impressive as being able to levitate, in Emil's book. Lalli's feet find the ground again, while he himself tries to find an expression that shows he has a vested interested in the actual practicality of such a display, instead of the reddened look of over-enthusiastic interest. )
Uhm. Useful. Yeah. ( If he takes another moment to actually shift into the mindset he's supposed to be using, it is actually quite a good trick to have up their sleeve. A longer than necessary moment goes by, and then he's more prepared to talk shop. ) In general, it's a good escape route mechanism. We won't be getting cornered, and it's good for being sneaky, too.
( He recalls the initial smirk, and then the comment. Emil is trying hard to stay straight-faced, but he can't help but smile ever so slightly. ) So definitely not stupid.
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Emil feels the wind curl close to him like he's standing next to a swift current, before it feels like Lalli really took all the air out of the world just to have it for himself. The feat of magic is much more impressive, showcasing how quickly he masters the concept of his capabilities. He's reached a new height, and then keeps rising. The expectation that he might stop at maybe even double what he'd done before is shattered as it's tripled, quadrupled. There's something that he yells down, as Emil cranes his neck upward with his eyes shielded from the sun by his hand, but he has no idea what it is. If it matters.
When he sees Lalli begin to free fall, his muscles snap to attention quickly, but he forces them into inaction with just as much speed. He trusts Lalli, who always knows what it is he's doing. Sure enough, with the precision and timing indicative of an experienced magic user, he's cushioned and put on pause as if he'd sauntered down on a cloud, suspended.
That alone is basically as impressive as being able to levitate, in Emil's book. Lalli's feet find the ground again, while he himself tries to find an expression that shows he has a vested interested in the actual practicality of such a display, instead of the reddened look of over-enthusiastic interest. )
Uhm. Useful. Yeah. ( If he takes another moment to actually shift into the mindset he's supposed to be using, it is actually quite a good trick to have up their sleeve. A longer than necessary moment goes by, and then he's more prepared to talk shop. ) In general, it's a good escape route mechanism. We won't be getting cornered, and it's good for being sneaky, too.
( He recalls the initial smirk, and then the comment. Emil is trying hard to stay straight-faced, but he can't help but smile ever so slightly. ) So definitely not stupid.