"Wh--" He starts to ask about the yarn, but is stopped into silence when she begins to draw the shoreline with it. This was one of those moments--and he's experienced a few of them--where the laws of physics weren't strictly broken, yet something still didn't sit quite right. Yarn shouldn't keep that shape that faithfully...

"It doesn't, it doesn't look famliiar... How're you doing that?" He can't help but ask.