The spotlight disappears for a moment as the darkling pulls back into the shadows. Light contemplates the scenario for an idea before deciding to be more creative.

He starts throwing what is effectively handfuls of light that appear in the form of formless sparkles, drifting through the air and around the other like snow.

"Man, I wish. Her block sounds a lot cushier than the outdoors, that's for damn sure," he chats, casually.