Flop.
He's out like a light in record time. Savannah's not the only one who was tired.
Some twenty minutes later his damp girlfriend cozies up to him right where he is.
That's fine, Darren shifts a bit in his sleep to accommodate her. It's not like she could ask, what with him being asleep and all, but she's probably welcome to use him as a pillow.
And she works on her fairy princess magic.
She has now done it accidentally a few times and sort of on purpose once - and the first couple times she doesn't even know what she was doing, because she wasn't injured. So it probably isn't just healing unless she and Darren did both have very quiet cancers, but it beats her what it would be. Maybe she can do other things. Maybe she can learn to do them without passing out.
Maybe if she does something smaller than healing somebody of potentially lethal injuries she'll be able to feel what's happening while it's happening.
She gets a piece of thread and snips it in half and puts the cut ends close together and puts her chin on her desk in front of them and stares them down.
And fifteen minutes later she's at Darren's door practically battering it down in her excitement.
Savannah is the one to answer it. "Oh, hey. Darren's magic nerding it up, fair warning, what's up?"
"Oh, goodie, you can magic nerd it up with my brother," snorts Savannah. "C'mon in."
Darren is currently buried in magic notes and is drawing out what seems to be three spells at once. "What?" he asks, amused.
And then she stares down the thread, and it slowly knits back together.
"Fairy princess magic," she cackles. "I haven't gotten it to do anything else without passing out yet but I can do that and I don't need a diagram!"
"Oh. My. Gosh, magic fairy princess," cackles Darren, and then he scoops his girlfriend up into a hug. "We need to try things, how does this even work?"
Hug! "I have to think really, really small," Bella says. "I've done this specific thread before so I don't have to be an inch away looking at the individual fibers anymore, seems like, but the first time - it only started doing anything when I was, in fact, thinking about each fiber connecting up with its neighbors."
"Does it work with other things, too? Should we try paper, or cloth or something, or...?"
"We should try! This was my first experiment, it might work on all kinds of things, when it worked I came straight here to show you."
"You're the best girlfriend of all time. Want to do experiments together?"
"Which would you like to do first?" he asks, grinning.
And then she sets about staring at the cut paper.