Max watches the... what was it, mweelsrow, with interest. She can just... size? With the other things, he could have imagined... something changing color, something changing texture, something siphoning ATP... but those were bits of rock. The things-inside-rocks don't have anything in common with things-inside-mice...

But he's not especially shocked, which surprises him enough to make up for itself. He should be seeing this as a paradigm shift, a new wrinkle in his ideas about how her magic works, but... perhaps...

And then she offers him a mouse.

"Me? You can... mweelsrow my sleep to mouse?"