"It's sort of.... Tennessee, you know? You just... know. I mean, I can use a shotgun too, but I don't have either one of them." She tucks her hair behind her ear, when Mira says she's sorry. "I mean - you don't need to be sorry, I know it's not like-- I mean. What can I do about it? Nothing. What could I do about it when it was happening? Also nothing, so... like." She paused. "It just... kind of was what it was, I guess." Which doesn't mean she doesn't feel horrible, it's just.... something else. Something else she can sort of use to explain away the whole thing the best that she can.

"I mean-- the... me with that potion, the only reason I made Oscar is that I was trying as hard as I could not to make an elephant in the middle of my bakery. For real."

She lifts her head, and looks at Mira. "I don't either, but they just... they don't. I mean-- I don't think it's easy for them at all, but it's... The thing that gets me is the not knowing. You know? Like, Les will just up and out of the blue say that witches can read minds, or be in your dreams, or like... change something into something else, and it's like... What do you do? There's no way to fight it, and it just... it scares me, because what if they're not around." She knows it intimately. What it's like when there's just... nobody.

"But Joel's done things that help. He gave me wardings for my apartment, and he's always tried to sort of... talk through all of the stuff so that I can learn how to protect myself. Maybe you should talk to him, too? He's-- He gets it, I think. And he's-- I mean, I don't know what I'd do without him."