And she greets him without so much as a blink in her work. Well, he supposed it followed suit with the rest of her deeds. "There's a name I haven't heard before," Ramza finally managed in reply. "But-- I've seen archmages who could not manage such a feat, let alone without a hint of strain...!"

He cranes forward in a deep bow, a bit cowed by the display. "You... have my thanks, M'gann. Truly. I pray it does not debase your power to use it thus..." His birds were simply content to amuse themselves with walking back and forth beneath her feet unimpeded, occasionally peeking up at her levitation. How's the weird green person doing that?