[Once they've reached their goal, Hope wanders off a few paces to set the bag down somewhere safe. Where it won't be jostled by their movements and such.]

Did you try casting them on anyone else yet?

[He shifts his weight a little, lifting a wrist to sweep it across his brow. It is rather warm out, and he's already broken a bit of a sweat from the walking they've done. At least he's grown out of whining about it. (At least in this current point in time.)]

Try casting one on me. We'll see if it works. Sometimes it's difficult to tell if you only have yourself to try them on.