[ While Sephiroth dresses his latest potentially doomed effigy (though given their success rate so far, Anders has his doubts), Anders hoists himself up onto the edge of a table, taking a seat. He shuffles aside another small stack of unsorted clothes (these at least messy already), and eyes the finished mannequin.

...Well, it means nothing to him. But maybe this'll work a little better as a focus. ]

So, you know, same as before - something about reaching for your mana and weaving it into a spell and blah blah blah. You get it by now, I'm sure. Just this time with a little more feeling.