Silver snarled ferociously, but she knew the mysterious create was right. She could do nothing with the ropes holding them down. "I'll believe when you jump into the air and fly with those webby things," she muttered, thinking slowly of the idea. Could those things make him fly? Surely not. Suddenly, Frill piped up her tiny words nearly. "Yeah, I'm talking. So I must be here and breathing," Silver murmured slowly. "And there's another... Thing." Turning her eyes back on Torn, she forced out a scratchy growl.
