"Respect and fear, fear and respect. One comes from the other," it says, whimsical.

I raise a brow and my smile widens and I shake my head "hard to provoke you, I was having fun" I say in mock pout.

"Good, good! One's delight is all that matters when you look at the world."

Sibnele flickers away, and reappears on the ground in front of Sammy. Its gaping grin is big as ever as it leans towards her. "Hm, hm, you seem to have a moderately good hold on yourself, self. Excellent."

"What on the eight do you mean?" I say moving my head to the side confused.

"Control, control, the only hold over insanity. Delightful, delightful," Sibnele muses.

Its form flickers solid for a second, and it stumbles. "Hm, hm, control on oneself."

she makes the ball glow brighter.

I raise a brow in confusion and smile when I understand, "I try" I say arms still crossed and my body unmoving.

Sibnele flinches lightly as the light hits its back. "Trying, trying. One can only learn by doing the deed."

Shadows are coiling away from it as the light intensifies.

she curls up trying to save energy for her magic.

"Luca stop... You're hurting him!" I say looking angry and concerned and frustrated "what... Do you mean... Doing the deed?" I ask looking confused.