"Y' can make fires in the Train?" Ah, yes. Esteban misses fire, misses fire something fierce, and the mere mention gets him excited again. Though, then again, if it's a fire illusion, does it count? It takes him a moment before he decides that, yes, it absolutely does count, and he perks up again.

"How big c'n you make them? D' they give off heat? I guess they give off light, right?" A light illusion? That sounds like fun! Oh! "I'm gonna turn off the lights an' check it out that way, okay? It'll look more genuine, right?" He scampers off the stage and up along the velveted rows, to the far end of the room where his voice rises easily across.

"Turning them off now! Watch y'r step!" And... well. Presumably he has. His shuffling gait is far more careful as he makes his way back to the priest, and there's a dull thud when his foot kicks the wooden stage by accident.