He lights up his horn and pokes the magic bubble, finding it stiff as always. “Let’s see if it reacts if I…” A transparent hand goes and knocks on the bubble, to test its heartiness. Still as sturdy as ever. “…” Hw stared at it. Still at a loss of what to do. “You know, I thought knocking would work. If I want a deep meaningful conversation, I might as well find someone who definitely won’t remember me…”