Lighter! Right. He fumbles as he searches the shirt he's wearing for a lighter. Then it's a matter of fumbling about until he manages to light the damned thing and set the sage smoking. It's a fairly strong smell and potent smoke. Tucking the lighter away again, he reaches over and waves the sage stick around Steve's head three times in a clockwise motion. It's much easier when he's this tall. "Tell me what happened. I-In your dream? Were you alone? Apart from each other, were you alone? A-And I don't mean dream-things. I don't mean the figures in the dream. I mean, were you alone? Or was there something else? Anything else?"

When he's done that to his own body, he moves to do the same motion around Harrowheart, who is even easier again in Steve's small body.