It doesn't feel like much, that's true, but it definitely feels like something. He's watching her hands, so he catches the shimmer of light and then the bloom of the sigil in his window as she falls back against his chest. He tightens his grip around her, a reflex against the recoil, and his gaze drops back down to her to check that she's alright.

"Yeah, I see." He loosens his grip, one hand sliding along her waist while the other lifts to reach out and touch the altered glass. It's smooth, like the color is just a natural part of the glass. Really amazing, and impressive for as quickly as it was done. He chuckles. "Easy." It wouldn't be so easy, if it were him trying the same thing.

When he pulls his hand away from the window, he chooses to place it back at Sunshine's waist instead of stepping away entirely. He'd been getting used to the coziness earlier, so it seems a shame to have her run off again so soon. He sighs and leans in to brush a kiss against her jaw. "Thanks."