Galen's mouth drops open as he watches her manipulate the shadows, and once the table has moved, he splits into a grin. This is a dream, sure, but that's something she can do in real life.

"Holy shit, sick!" And he doesn't just throw the word 'sick' around. "That's amazing, is that hard? Or are you used to it? Like, I can change things in dreams, and it's gotten easier over time. That looked like nothing for you." Shut up, when it comes to magic, he tends to get excited. "And you can make fire. Dude."