He keeps his hand against it and debates trying to destroy it but Reira was just a kid and it was best not to shatter what morale she had in terms of creating it. It looked and felt solid enough to his touch without being overly firm. If he had any guesses he'd imagine it might be more for reflection of attacks over actual shielding but who knows.

His Power to Choose activates as he slides his hands inside of the shield for just a second. They are out just as easily as they went in. Just for an oral fix, he takes a bite out of that cookie without thinking. "That's some decent progress."

He grins gently, "Figure out what story you're going to read me to sleep with yet?"