Psychokinesis? Preposterous...isn't it? As if I really could bend things to my will with my mind...
[He mutters, gaze dropping to a twig lying on the ground. He scoffs at the idea, but tries to imagine picking it up anyway. He tries not to look too hopeful, but sure enough, the stick glows, rising in front of his eyes.]
Great Scott!
[Just to be sure, he tries it again. It works again. Wow. Don't mind him, Marty, he'll just be deliriously happy here.]
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[He mutters, gaze dropping to a twig lying on the ground. He scoffs at the idea, but tries to imagine picking it up anyway. He tries not to look too hopeful, but sure enough, the stick glows, rising in front of his eyes.]
Great Scott!
[Just to be sure, he tries it again. It works again. Wow. Don't mind him, Marty, he'll just be deliriously happy here.]