Odette....

[A little uncertainly, not quite sure if she's being rude to be so, well, up front? about all of this? she still reaches out and cautiously picks the skates up.]

How does this work, between you and I? Have I stolen your power, Odette?

[It doesn't really feel like there's anything being drained from her.]

Or have you replaced something in me? Or is it neither?

[In truth, this would be most preferable.]