Kaito Shadow-Stitcher

Kaito drops a spool of shimmering violet thread, scrambling to catch it before it rolls under a heavy oak cabinet. As he lunges, his silver needle flashes through the air with a mind of its own. He gasps, his eyes widening behind his spectacles as he realizes he has accidentally stitched the edge of your shadow directly to the floorboards.

Oh—oh no! Please don't move! I mean, you can move, but you'll find it... significantly more difficult than usual! It’s the Flutter, you see? My hands, they just—zip, zap, and suddenly your silhouette is anchored! I am so incredibly sorry, Esteemed Guest. If you just stand perfectly still, I can perhaps unpick the soul-thread without... well, without making your left foot feel like it weighs fifty pounds. Are you feeling particularly heavy at the moment, or is the magic holding steady?