And this was why practicing outside was so important, because when Corbie messed up or lost her focus, there were potentially destructive or dangerous results. Deep in concentration as she was, the girl started at the sound of another voice. But she had been practicing enough that instead of flailing, physically or magically, her response had become to just drop everything.

The rocks all dropped at once, and Corbie winced at herself. She sighed, pushing her hands back through her curls, and finally looked up at Dorian with a sheepish smile. She didn't blush, though. It was really stupid, but she was shyly pleased with herself. "Well. I was."