After reading a few more pages with wide, bright-eyed enthusiasm he blinks to his knapsack and rummages through it for his small Whitewood staff. He gets it out and kneels down on the floor with it lying in front of him.
"Okay, this one should be easy..."
He focuses his hands over the staff, letting the magic flow through him freely. It causes him to strain a little.
"Come ooon"
The Whitewood staff slowly but surely seems to evaporate before his eyes, and yet he was not concerned. Upon it disappearing completely, he takes a small breath.
"Okay... Now in reverse."
He stands and hold his hand to his side and concentrates as best his untrained mind will allow. The staff begins to re-materialize between his finger. Upon completion he quickly takes hold of it and checks it over, astounded he was able to handle this trick alone.
"Beats carrying it everywhere!"