Jesper settles in, crossing his legs as he watches Wylan expectantly. At first, he can't help but equate the strange movement of his hands to the way he's seen proper Grisha move. Not ones that try to make things work on desperation and a prayer, but the trained and true--It's no wonder other people call Grisha witches. It's hard not to think something like that is magic if you have no idea how it works.

He has to wonder just what Wylan is trying to do as the spectral hand manifests and begins the slow trek across the room and back with Wylan's bag in tow. When the spell drops, his wide-eyed gaze is one of wonder and delight.

"You're absolutely brilliant, you know that?" It's not an empty compliment. He has no idea what is behind work like that, but he knows Wylan has managed to learn something so completely new in a little under a couple of months. "You said this one is what you've been practicing with, you're learning more?"