[Her attention is drawn to the light that she's emitting. There's a sense of calmness over her now as she breathes through it. Sansa moves her fingers, letting the feeling flow through her. It's hard to think of the word since she doesn't about electricity. It doesn't burn like fire.]
Like power. [The light flickers away after a moment before she looks up at Connor.]
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Like power. [The light flickers away after a moment before she looks up at Connor.]
It kind of tingles.