[Ugh, her hair keeps doing that thing...!]

I see.

[She eyes it carefully, that static that tingles her fingertips so very familiar.]

But what are you going to do with something this size? I could very well accidentally step on it and put it out in an instant.

[The little horse whinnies and shakes its head at her, and Benedikta lifts a dubious brow at it.]

What? It's the truth.