"I wanna fly around, can you hook into that without jacketing me?" Bella asks.
"Sure, Flight," he says casually. The sprays of mana feathers appear at Bella's heels without the accompanying sense of effort.
Eventually she calms down and lands in the pretty sand and consults her list of things. "Okay, I bet you want me to prioritize seeing if I can conjure food, that'll solve a certain quandary you have if I can."
She envisions a sweet potato. She wishes one to exist.
"Sweet potato!" she intones.
"Huh, that was weird," says Brilliance. "I think it needs a long-form incantation. Try it again, but with a full sentence, something where you could substitute something else for 'sweet potato' and it'd still sound like sense."
"Huh," Brilliance repeats. "Okay. It could work, there's a spell trying to happen there, but you're just not quite pulling it off. Do you wanna figure out why, or try something else?"
"I wanna figure out why, I've only tried this twice, that's too early to give up," laughs Bella, "what do I try next?"
"I'm not totally sure this will make anything better," says Brilliance, "but maybe a long-form incantation that is more specific about the sweet potato being food?"
"Specific about it being food like how? Also does anything happen if an incantation is false, like if I say 'I want to eat a sweet potato' when actually I want you to eat a sweet potato?"
"I'm not sure exactly," he says, "like I said, I'm going out on a limb here. I don't think a false incantation makes a difference as long as it doesn't confuse you about what you're trying to do with the spell."
Bella nibbles her lip, then goes ahead and tries: "I want to eat a sweet potato."
"...Okay," says Brilliance. "So what I'm getting here is, the spell's not coming together because you don't have a good enough feel for how it should work. My best guess is if you work on easier spells that have to do with matter manipulation, and get those down pretty good, and then come back and try some simple conjuring and work up from there, it'll work much better."
"Okay, matter manipulation like - sorting the sand by color, or making colorful sandcastles, or melting it into colorful glass? Can you be more specific?" asks Bella, bouncing on her toes.
"I'd go with sorting, then glass, then sandcastles, I think. And cast through me, you'll use less mana and I can analyze the spells easier."
"Is there anything to casting through you besides intending to?"
"Nope! You've already done it a bunch. It should actually be easier to cast through me than otherwise, when you're holding me in this form."
"Okay. Do you suppose I can make a general organize-the-stuff-I-have-in-mind-by-
"I think long-form incantations are our friend here again," he says. "They're more flexible. Tell the sand you want it to sort itself. Uh, they tend to be kind of poetic, but I don't think that's actually a requirement except that it maybe makes them easier to remember."
"Sand, please arrange yourself into a rainbow!"
There is definitely a feel to this spell that's different from the smaller, simpler, more focused spells she's been casting so far.
"Feels - interesting," muses Bella. "I might have to start making up words for spell-feelings. But hey! Look! Rainbow sand."