Nightlight took the girl to her feet. “Why were you falling from the sky? It’s apparent you can’t fly.” He asked curiously. “Well, maybe you can but what was the hustle?” the Spectral boy prodded on making sure she could stand fully,
“I-I wasn’t falling, I w-was teleaporting!” She argued back.
Nightlight looked at her puzzled. “Tele…porting..?”
“It means to go to one place to another with out walking.” She explained with a shaky voice.