"Well, that was easy." I looked at Zoe. "Thank you. I was starting to think I was a lost cause."
"You're not a lost cause!" She smiled, clearly relieved to have contributed something useful. "Just teach me your sense spell sometime. It sounds incredibly useful."
"Sure, actually." I grabbed her notebook and opened it to a blank page.
I started drawing from memory. Ten small spheres first, each one requiring its own internal pattern. Every time I added another sphere, Zoe's breathing got slightly louder. I was aware of it but I kept going, adding lines and dots to each one in the precise arrangement I'd memorized from the hundreds of times I'd used it.
Lia leaned over to look. Her expression went from curiosity to concern somewhere around sphere seven.
I was about halfway through when she spoke.
"THERE'S MORE?" She said it at a volume that was somehow both loud and quiet at the same time.
"Yes. I'm about halfway." I continued drawing.
