The Fog God waits until a night Mike finds himself tired (a night of your choosing). The wind blows through the streets but seems to focus on him, surrounding his body. To a casual observer, there's nothing strange, but Mike may notice the way it starts at his feet and quickly moves up, sweeping across his entire body before ruffling his hair; he's been such a good pet. Once the wind dies out and the night quietens, he'll find himself less tired. Though she never spoke, the God has left her gift, and Mike is now free to use his ability on anyone not aligned with her enemy, with the abilities and consequences specified.