Irena brightened. "Lots of things! But they are small, ah, 'party tricks'."

She sat upright and put her hands out, palms up, and reached her magic out to shape the light. She'd gotten good enough that it didn't take much effort to conjure up little examples, and a shimmering unicorn appeared above her hands, its tail giving a swish as it looked towards Nova. If it weren't for the fact that it was no bigger than a kitten, it might have seemed real.