[ He's improvising here, but that's always kind of been his thing, so he doesn't seem too nervous or anything like that when he holds his palm out. He picks his "chosen words", fully expecting them to not work at all, but he'll amp up the dramatics and say: ]
Good night!
[ Suddenly, a small wisp of something dark floats up from his palm. It almost looks like the flame Morag managed to create earlier, actually. It fades after a few seconds. Needless to say, Yamato is incredibly stunned. ]
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Good night!
[ Suddenly, a small wisp of something dark floats up from his palm. It almost looks like the flame Morag managed to create earlier, actually. It fades after a few seconds. Needless to say, Yamato is incredibly stunned. ]