Then not quite the same. No pixie dust involved, only Qi, balance, overcoming a fear of heights and remembering to keep one's mouth shut.

[because bugs in the mouth, super gross.]

Ah. We name our weapons and some choose to go that route. [at that he laughs, before glancing over his shoulder. at this point, he's lead dean around a good chunk of the lake without a fall.] Do you wish to try on your own? [not that he's rushing to let go at this point, nor keeping dean suffering on the ice when they're passing where the bonfire, food and drinks are shortly.]