"Great. Magic. Sure, why not? My Spidey Sense is tingling already," she says irritably. "We would have seen and probably heard a Phantom, right? So it's not them or their ilk. How it is that the answer 'magic' is even less comforting than the answer 'Dani Phantom' is completely beyond me, but it is."

She stab her fork into the slop before softening. "Not that I'm not glad to be talking to you, sweetheart. It's just...unsettling. I'm sure for you more than anyone."