"There are threads here," Kal says as she scans the area quickly with her network of invisible threads, arcing and spinning from her location like a vast spiderweb. "Hard to tell precisely where they're coming from, but they seem to have a singular point of origin."

She regards the odd spectacle of the self-animated objects with a mix of suspicion and confusion. Kal wonders the same thing as Floral -- why do the campers seem to not notice or mind the strange goings-on? Are they somehow part of it, or merely ignorant of what's actually happening.

"Your plan sounds effective," Kal says, in response to Floral's strategy. "I should not be the one to address the campers; my patience will wear quickly if they do not understand my questions."