"It's one of the many reasons I left the Empire I used to be a part of." She shrugs, then quirks an eyebrow at Bryn's request.

She then takes her right hand off of the cane, standing up a little straighter. Dia takes a moment to take in her surroundings before deciding on a nearby stone bench. She nods towards it, "Well. I suppose it couldn't hurt."

A quiet, deep breath escapes her as she gestures with her right hand, first two fingers and her thumb raised as she does. Bryn isn't, however, sensitive to what she's doing, although the effect after a moment is obvious. The heavy stone bench is pulled from its place in the dirt, rising upwards as Dia raises her hand higher, so does the bench.

That said, she can't resist showing off a little. There's a little flicking wrist gesture with her hand, and the stone bench twists in the air rapidly one way, Dia does it again to make it twist the other before she gently sets it back down where she found it.

Dia takes another slow breath as she lowers her arm, resting her hand back on the cane. "I suppose that helps prove my words?"