You could kinda relate it to music? Hanyi thought, something about expression and will. Momma could have gotten them out without a problem she knew. Momma wasn't a dumb girl who was too heavy and solid and human to act like a real lady. Big Sis had started as a human and she was still better than Hanyi. Who did she think she was kidding?
The Mist around her thickened, and Hanyi hunched her shoulders. She stared out into the formless Dream around them, ignoring the flickering images that danced in the corners of her vision and began to hum to herself, one of the songs Momma had sung when brushing her hair.
… She had to stop sulking, Hanyi knew. Big Sis was counting on her and Zhengui too. She had promised to trust them, to fight with them. They couldn't fail her now. There had to be something she could do, if she could just figure out how to move in this place…
Hanyi paused then, blinking. She had just sensed something weird.