Genie didn’t quite understand what Urd was doing, even after she had explained herself, but allowed her to do it regardless. He followed her command and approached the ball, if only because of her push toward it, club at the ready as instructed. His grip tightened on the neck, however upon the goddesses touch loosened. The djinn looked up at her questioningly, suddenly finding it impossible not to be tense. It was far from out of frustration though. Hopefully she wouldn’t notice how stiff he had gotten.