He stood up looking at the now glowing boot. Was that supposed to happen? He wondered looking to her. She didn’t appear to know either and that worried him. Looking at it he thought he could make something out but his mind was completely blank. He had no idea what he just did but he knew the words to do it. The more he looked at it the more he was beginning to believe it wasn’t going to be helpful. He tentatively put a hand on it making it glow a little brighter. His hopes of it being something other than a lamp diminishing. “I’m thinking I may have just made a glorified lamp out of this boot.” He said muttering something under his breath.<br/><br/>He thought he’d said something completely different then he did. It glowed a little brighter for an instant before a pulse shot from it. He let the boot go and looked toward where the pulse went. No one had seemed to notice. He’d been afraid it was a light weapon of some kind he made subconsciously out of his anger. Was that possible? He had no idea but considering he didn’t know about a lot of things that would not have really surprised him at that point. “What just happened?” He asked looking to her when another pulse erupted from the boot.