//my brain, thinking.
//my brain, realizing.
//my brain, confused again but not on the same thing
//^{_{avia can write in journals? wot m8?}}

"Hmm... okay, hold my feather, I'm gonna try something stupid." Putting the book away with the feather inside, I take the strange new glowing object I found and hold it in front of me, focusing with everything I had. I was, naturally, as any other less-than-rationally minded person would do, trying to levitate with it.

I put it away, and look at the Avia. "Do you have any ideas on what just happened?"

Not comprehending what it's getting at, I tilt my head and ask, "Is that a nod or are you trying to tell me something else?"

I pet its head gently, trying to comfort it. "Do you want to tell me what happened? Or, actually, do you want to draw it for me?" I ask, setting it on the floor and crouching down beside it.

^{_{//IM GONNA TURN INTO A BIRD
//... or the super mario super show will fulfill on its promise}}

I try again, my face a neon red but more determined than ever. Then the text from Undertale saying "You are filled with determination" flashes across my mind and I lose focus for a brief moment before focusing even more angrily >:(