Luna had to stop her train of thought as she nearly missed the spot where she needed to phase down the floor. She wasn’t very good at it; being between planes was like being weightless and trying to go down or up was hard to accomplish. Imagining the tear between planes, she noticed that she was her silvery transparency when phased and tried to force herself down. Slowly, far too slowly in Luna’s opinion, she began to descend through the ground. It felt like she was moving through honey – which she has experience in doing – and it was starting to strain her control over phasing through. She had to keep in mind just how important it was to get to the courtyard and intercept Daphne. 