[Jean nods thoughtfully. That sounds a lot like training a horse, or any other animal. Some of the cadets had had horses that had wanted to please, and had done anything their rider asked. Others, like himself, had had horses that required a firmer hand.]
[He turns his face away from the camera, and snaps his fingers at the ball.] Stop.
[For a minute, it looks like the ball is going to shock him again, its eyes narrowing and electricity running over its surface. Then, surprisingly, it lowers itself down onto the grass, and Jean blinks in surprise.]
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[He turns his face away from the camera, and snaps his fingers at the ball.] Stop.
[For a minute, it looks like the ball is going to shock him again, its eyes narrowing and electricity running over its surface. Then, surprisingly, it lowers itself down onto the grass, and Jean blinks in surprise.]
It listened.