There was a shift in the Force around them of the type she'd come to associate with Bending or magic, but she couldn't tell immediately what he'd done. Being lifted off of the ground was pretty hard to miss, though, as they were floated onto and through the train. After the brief initial surprise faded, she found herself hoping it wouldn't be a trend; she was a firm believer in the idea that having powers was no excuse for laziness, and floating because you didn't want to walk definitely fell into that category most of the time. Under the circumstances though, if it helped him feel better, she had no objections.

What she did have was the discipline to keep those stray thoughts and emotions out of the calm she was projecting through the Force even when not speaking. And it certainly seemed to be helping; some of the tension had faded by the time they reached his chosen compartment in the Quiet car. Once he'd closed the door behind them though, there was a brief spike not in tension, but in surprise. No, surprise was too mild a word; low-level shock probably fit better. But there was really no source for it that she could see. "Is something wrong?", she asked. "Other than what you've already mentioned, of course."