[Louie is a student of Valhudor, where the focus is on Fantastics. He's actually been paying attention in class, too - part of his note-taking deal with Webby. So when the distraction appears, rippling through the air, he knows what that is.
He hates to admit it even to himself, just now, but he's impressed. He'd even be a little scared, if Fantastics wasn't about illusion and generally not physical, concrete magic.
But beyond that... He believes Dewey. Dewey gets angry, sure, but not like this. And besides... He can hear traces of hurt in Dewey's tone, and it brings some regret.]
Okay! Okay, man, I believe you. Now stop doing that!
[Because the accidental aspect of the magic - that is something Louie hasn't picked up on, here.]
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He hates to admit it even to himself, just now, but he's impressed. He'd even be a little scared, if Fantastics wasn't about illusion and generally not physical, concrete magic.
But beyond that... He believes Dewey. Dewey gets angry, sure, but not like this. And besides... He can hear traces of hurt in Dewey's tone, and it brings some regret.]
Okay! Okay, man, I believe you. Now stop doing that!
[Because the accidental aspect of the magic - that is something Louie hasn't picked up on, here.]