Will, who was facing away from Molly surveying the structure of the wall, could feel when Molly began to manifest her magic, the vibrations of it running along their connection, the ozone smell and slightly pungent taste of it filling Will's senses. He turned to watch her work, a disc appearing and flattening out so Molly could use it as a sort of plow, pushing piles of debris aside in a way that looked effortless. He felt a little shiver run through his body when she finished and her magic ceased, something like satisfaction echoing through their connection.

"Nice work," he told her with a smile, and he knew she could feel his pride and happiness at her being able to use her magic here as well as see it in his expression.