"Huh," Hurley says to that, and he watches as she easily summons what looks like some sort of glowing flower thing. Hurley really doesn't know anything about flowers. His experience with them is limited to ordering them for his Ma, and he always just ordered roses.

After a moment of appreciating the light-magic thing, Hurley redirects his attention back to Corbie.

"You mind if you have a spectator? Magic's not really a thing where I come from."