Seeing Tinker Bell’s reaction to her made Christine laugh and feel even more relaxed. She was happy. She was making Tinker Bell happy. The instruction was clear and slowly she held her arms out as shown and was amazed by how it changed things. Somehow it made her able to move a lot better. Although she still did not feel comfortable enough to rise so far that things were incredibly distant she guessed going just a few more inches higher would be okay.
“How do you even manage this?”
It had to do with the thoughts given how much they had been forced upon her. Christine could just not see exactly what it was. She may not do this again and in case that was definite she would like to commit everything to memory and that included how it happened. Besides, if she was going to tell Erik all about it then he would like details. She knew him well enough to know that.