The bandages wrapped around his knuckles do not go unnoticed, but for the time Lioriley did not address it; watching instead as Noiz stepped close and prodded the ball. His finger moved through as it would any other liquid, the water cool to the touch and swirling endlessly in the sphere she had created. Her fingers twitched, the forming ice crystals stopped just before they touched his finger. He would be able to pull it back easily enough. She cocked her head quizzically; expectant.