[Fyn stops thrashing and groans quietly. Glen translates this to a "Tik!" of assent, and Ryner reaches into his pocket for Fyn's ball and holds it out for her.]
Here.
[She leans forward and pokes the button herself, and the familiar red light envelops her to bring her back in.]
Action
Here.
[She leans forward and pokes the button herself, and the familiar red light envelops her to bring her back in.]