[Roots, huh? Vinnie liked that. It felt like something the monks would've said. He smiled a little, warmed by this association.]

Yeah. An' we look out for each other.

[Seemed like he was already eager to learn, huh.]

This thing's a broom. It's used for sweeping debris, like this. [Vinnie bent down and picked up one of the larger shards of glass, holding it up so that the light glinted off its edges.]

When you break invisible walls, they leave behind pieces. Sharp, too, kinda like Razor Leaves. Since they're hard t'see, they're dangerous t'leave lyin' around.