[Konoha tries to work up to explaining it, only to remember... there is no explaining it. It's "magic", when she shouldn't even be able to do such a thing in the first place. Sighing a bit in frustration, she bites her bottom lip instead of letting herself sink into another whirlpool of confusion.]
I'll show you. Do you like apples?
[Everyone likes apples!
Konoha puts her hands together in a clap, like she's praying, closing her eyes and frowning as she concentrates. Apple. Crisp, round, ripe apple. No worms!
And then as if it simply blinked into existence... there's an apple between her palms that she promptly holds out to Simon for inspection.]
no subject
[Konoha tries to work up to explaining it, only to remember... there is no explaining it. It's "magic", when she shouldn't even be able to do such a thing in the first place. Sighing a bit in frustration, she bites her bottom lip instead of letting herself sink into another whirlpool of confusion.]
I'll show you. Do you like apples?
[Everyone likes apples!
Konoha puts her hands together in a clap, like she's praying, closing her eyes and frowning as she concentrates. Apple. Crisp, round, ripe apple. No worms!
And then as if it simply blinked into existence... there's an apple between her palms that she promptly holds out to Simon for inspection.]
See?