Hey, (Lucretia echoes, but then Magnus says several very odd things all at once and she closes her mouth. Opens it, closes it for a second time.)

What are you talking about? (She manages eventually. She can't tell if this is a joke or not. It wouldn't be the first time he's teamed up with the others to give her a playful run-around.)

I said your name, why wouldn't I know it? Look, Magnus– it's not really the right time for this.

(One of the crabs stuck outside of the circle lobs a grenade too hard and Lucretia pauses to watch it sail past them and explode dully on the other side. It kicks up a spray of debris high into the air that spatters against the wall of magic.)

If we get out of here in one piece you can go straight back to razzing me, promise.