Re: James & Stephen
Stephen motioned to James' feet, transmuting the footwear into skates like his own. He quirked his eyebrow at the rough-hewn wand. "Necrohelm? Sounds lovely," he joked as he headed for the ice. To be fair, the place sounded ominous. But having battled Dormammu in the Dark Dimension, Stephen wasn't put off by that. If anything, he regretted not having had a chance to see it for himself. Who knew what wonders were to be found in the multidimensional multiverse they found themselves in?
Once on the ice, it took him a few moments to get his bearings and remember how to skate, but he was soon gliding across the surface with comfortable ease. He breathed the fresh air in deep. Yes, this was a much better idea than sitting at the dinner table.