The nerve of this boy: he's laughing! He even has the total lack of grace to be smug as he removes the leaf once more from his pocket. "This is just arcane magic! We got a whole forest like this where I live. Big ol' spell went off thousands of years ago and turned the whole place into unbreakable crystals. It's real enchantin', real romantic. Maybe you oughta take your tricks and start a jewelry business, man?"

He stands then, and when he does he makes a show of lacing his fingers together and cracking them.

"Look, I'll prove to you that Shadow's an element and it's in everything that ain't a pure element of some other kind. I know a spell that can pluck up anything that's got Shadow in it, but won't do nothin' on things that don't. It can't grab the air, or water, or fire, or move the earth, and it won't do nothin' on Light elementals – which are a thing."

He scans the area for something to grab and decides that if Ixis is going to prove his point using leaves, he might as well take a page from the old man's grimoire. A slow-falling leaf careens downward until Harrow's hand snatches at the air and a barely-noticeable thread of darkness quickly pulls the leaf into his hand. He opens his palm to show what he's done, as if that's even remotely going to convince Ixis that the Shadow is an element.