While Issac played normal the fissures in the collection bucket of his mind continued to leak with extra uncontrolled power. Bolts of lightning sputtered incorporeally around him. The boy had a very strong assemblage of magic that had never been tapped no longer contained like it had been. His awareness of his friends being aware of the tip of issues he still had did not stop him from trying to hide the propagation.
Issac chuckled at the drift of Elia's thoughts. "Help participate. Send my own thoughts back. Intensify your fun!" Seeing the thoughts play out and then echo chambered between them would allow an entirely intense experience. One time Issac did that with another friend they ended up passing out during their sexy time. It had been super funny to Issac and his laughter pulled her out of her sub level.
"We could ask KittyCat. Maybe she can give you a heads up." Issac laughed again at his bad pun. "Oh! Or maybe he'll be more willing to your advances. Stuffy in the working hours and slamming you up against a tent once all the kiddies are put to bed."