None of this helps to alleviate the suspicious squint. "Right. Just like magic," she says sardonically. Maybe it was something she just hadn't noticed. "What were you using? And just when and where are you from?"

If it wasn't for the fact it was affecting her directly, it would be almost interesting. Of course there are parallel dimensions beyond the one she'd unwittingly tapped into. There hadn't been time to even think about it in the chaos of what happened in hers, and maybe there wasn't here either -- that much wasn't clear yet. But if she ever had the chance sometime...