"You don't have a Visitor's Center."

That smile is not friendly. Her shadow smiles too, an absence of darkness in its head that is not, one must stress, in any way light.

"I haven't had a lot of experience with your brand of finger-waggler but this girl I knew never shut up about them, enough to know we mean really different things by 'magic'. You get one warning as a courtesy between friends: you don't want what I got, and if you reach out to take it I'm just gonna let the consequences play out. Dig?"