He rolled his eyes, catching the pillow that was thrown back at him. He then watched her, grinning as she spotted, looking at her shadow. He watched her as she asked, smirking at her glare. With another twitch of his fingers, her shadow moved, defying the light, into a position that she could easily see it. The shadow raised it's hands to its sides, palms flat, accompanied by a shrug. The typical I don't know movements. He grinned more at her before he released it, the shadow snapping back into position. He said," my abilities aren't just limited to seeing in the dark and having a different form." He focused on the shadow from his bed, and drew it to his hand, his eyebrow furrowed. Once it touched, he broke a medium sized piece off and let the main shadow snap back, which kept its size and shape. The peice in his hand changed, forming what looked like a liquid like substance, that was pitch black. It was easier to control this type of thing by taking it from a shadow, or general dark. It was harder to create. He then shaped it into a knife, where it solidified. He took it by the tip, then flung it at a wall. It impacted with a thwack, the knife sticking into the wall. He then spoke," so you can bug me with a flashlight. But I can do a lot worse."