"Well -- you will teach me how to make heavy things become light, right?", Adrien said, his head tilted on one side.

"Yes", Val chuckled. "Yes, that is part of our course. You will get there, I'm sure... And then it will just be a good philosophy to have".

Now only the flowers were left on the table. Adrien picked them up again, looking at them with fondness; then he raised his head. "Where should we put them?".

Val looked around the room: there were all sorts of objects on the bookshelves - gems, hourglasses, boxes covered in intricate symbols, strange spheres that seemed to pulsate with a supernatural light, and things that Adrien could not tell what they were at all. At last, Val nodded; at his bidding, a flute-like glass vase that was on top of one of the bookshelves left its place and began to hover down and towards him, eventually landing on the table with a faint tinkling noise. "This should do", he said. He picked the vase up, then ran one hand over it; water appeared underneath his fingers where he touched, filling the vase. Adrien walked towards him and carefully placed the flowers in the water.