['Maybe magic' makes him wonder, because she's been familiar with concepts he's used to (wizards, planes) but unfamiliar with things that should come along with those (ghosts, souls), so he hasn't been able to properly categorize what kinda world she comes from, yet.
He needs more information for that, so he follows Eleven's gaze to the patch of stones, eyebrows going up as they move. It's not something big and impressive, but telekinesis is a fifth level spell, regardless of how dramatic the items being moved are.]
Shit, kiddo, that's a lot better than I could do at your age. [He's impressed, grinning at Eleven before the nose bleed catches his attention and his features pull into a small frown.] You've got a little something...
[He gestures at his own nose, rather than reaching out for her.]
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He needs more information for that, so he follows Eleven's gaze to the patch of stones, eyebrows going up as they move. It's not something big and impressive, but telekinesis is a fifth level spell, regardless of how dramatic the items being moved are.]
Shit, kiddo, that's a lot better than I could do at your age. [He's impressed, grinning at Eleven before the nose bleed catches his attention and his features pull into a small frown.] You've got a little something...
[He gestures at his own nose, rather than reaching out for her.]