Nessa's mind was foggy so she barely understood what he meant. She then nodded and conjured up a small mass of shadows, turning it into a feather, not caring if this was not what he wanted or needed. She looked the feather carefully and was amazed how realistic she was able to make it. When she was little, she had always dreamed of growing wings and being able to fly to wherever she wanted. Not that she wanted to run away or anything, but just have the freedom to fly and go anywhere at any time. Now she wished she had wings so she could escape not only the cave but this school that seemed to be hiding a lot from her and the other students.