[ While, it seems, detection should call for more a more skeptical approach, a combination of Sholmes' wild imagination and adaptability have quickly recalibrated his sense of normalcy. Besides—who is he to question whether someone has, in fact, faced strange evils? This woman is sporting purple skin, horns, and a tail with no indication of make-up or costumed trickery. ]

I've seen companions perform similar feats here with fire and ice. However, I suspect they were clever manipulations of dreamotion.

[ He taps his nose with the bow, then raises his brows imploringly. ] May I see a demonstration of your skills? To compare?

[ No sooner has he asked this than he remembers how embarrassed Susato was when she used hers to burn a spider's web. Maybe magic is a private thing? He quickly adds: ] That is, if it's not too much of a bother.