[Daisy turns when she hears Valvalis laugh, and notices that some of her hair actually got a little mixed with Daisy's own. She smiles.]

Be careful. They could get tangled up.

[... It would be even more problematic if that happened, though.]

If she ever got here... Please be. It would take her a while to open up.

[When a Spartan considers another too shy to even talk, she has issues.]

As for the hair... It's almost the same method I used, isn't it? I send the wind in waves, and I let it go.

[This time, her state of mindless zen is deeper, as she channels wind magic. Her hands pace themselves as they send wave, after wave, after wave of hair to make it float. It looks almost as if Daisy was underwater.

For it, though, her state of meditation is deep. Concentrating her whole mental energy in levitating her hair.

You know, the perfect time to troll her.]