"Poyo..." Kirby squints first as if that would grant him a better view of within. Without thinking much of it, he jumps off Harald's hand, making a high-pitched, soft bouncing noise as he harmlessly lands on the ground.

"Hah!" Kirby seemed to have the same idea. The puffball opens his gaping mouth and he produces a rather cute spork that he's been keeping in there. Using it as his focus, he begins to craft Osmarius Sigils as he speaks in possibly the most childish, butchered version of Osmarius. However, his hand is steady and his words are technically correct, so out of nowhere, a small lantern appears in front of him.

"Say 'Hiiiiiiii!'" Kirby says as he holds the lantern above his head as best as his stubby arms will allow. He's faced god-destroying mechanical creations and eldritch nightmares. He doesn't mind if it's powerful, he just wants to see it. It might have cake.