Jerking himself out of his thoughts, Jo looked up, eyes still closed and responded thoughtfully. "Not yet, no." Thinking aloud, he started drumming his fingers on the table. "To be honest, I'm not sure how to get them to work. Are they random? Seems unlikely considering recent events. Do I just think about what I want them to be? Like 'right now I wa-" CRUNCH!

Jo froze, shock throwing his eyes open as he looked at the huge dent in the table.