Reis watched the young dragon's demonstration intently. Good control, not too little a flame, nor too much. No signs of overexertion. She nodded her approval, then looked to the others. "I see no reason you should not be able to do the same."

Stepping forward to the edge of the balcony, she rested her hands on the parapet. A moment was stolen to concentrate, and then a breath taken. When Reis breathed out, the exhale came with crackling thunderbolts licking forward and racing through the air before her.

"I should think with practice you could learn." The ability was nothing extraordinary to her and was fairly well shrugged off. Rather, she turned her attention to her young pupil and called out to her, "Zephyr, how fares your Ice?"