"...Why would you do that?"
And as the darkness soon expanded with the stars dying like fireflies one by one, Esme found herself once again expressing an emotion she never really knew she had — concern. No, she wasn't concerned that Riley was able to do something like that; in her mind, the person she considered her professor was always able to do that.
After all, if she was capable of destroying an entire star system with the clap of her hands, her professor should be capable of shifting a hundred million stars and then making them disappear with a snap of his fingers.
No, she wasn't concerned that Riley was able to do it — she was concerned why.
"Why would you do that, Professor?" Esme tilted her head as she repeated her question. Riley, however, did not respond to her as he just floated there, with his hands still in the same position as when he snapped his fingers.
"Professor Riley?"
"Oh."
