He looks at her for a moment, quietly. He isn't sure why she thinks they didn't notice. They all noticed. He knew something was wrong with her, that she wouldn't just be acting that way without a reason towards him, towards Coop, towards all of them. They all knew she wasn't herself. He just wishes he had seen that it was magic making her act this way, and not some brand-new Raleigh that showed up one day.

"Of course, it's the witch's fault. When you were, not you, you asked me remember? Why I didn't just go around using magic to make money or doing whatever I wanted?" He shrugs a little. "Magic, it's yours. Whatever it is, you live with what you do."