Despite being told that Garth'zel could do this, Ezra's mouth still drops open as he watches the glass, enthralled. That's probably the single most amazing things he's ever seen in all his life. "Wooow, that's so cool!"

And just like that, it dawns on him that this is the reason his instincts told him to try to pick Garth'zel's pockets. Maybe he got caught, but that was the point. If he hadn't, he would have never met Garth'zel, never got to see this, never would have even known it was possible.

"Are you sure I can do it?" Equal parts doubt and hope color his voice, and he stares at his own glass, letting it go.

No matter how fiercely he concentrates, though, it doesn't float.