Jess curls a bright grin on her face, playful really and then she arches her back dropping the glowsticks to the floor with a unheard clatter. Her form collapses coalescing with a strobe-like flash into a ball of golden light. She is about the size now of a softball, warm golden and glowing as it bobs in the air there. Quite similar to the glowsticks glow but golden and a bit warmer. The ball starts to bob a little faster then twirls out moving quickly around Millia in a spiral that passes through the ribbon ethereally now and then without actually messing the other girl up.