Huh...Land magic could kinda apply to what I do too, I guess. Since Rosethorn and I ask plants to help the same way Evvy does stones and Tris the weather.

[It's just a bunch of nonsensical marks to Briar, but that doesn't stop him from watching.]

Well, have you ever tried fitting yourself into an equation? That's something that we did the first time we ever meditated. Not an equation, for us, but something nearby that we...liked? It's hard to explain. I fit myself into a rose carving, for example. It might work.