"I can't say I'm surprised by that," she answers, brow raised and lips touched with a smile. Partly she's amused-- chagrined, really-- to think that there as a time when she might have thought it possible. In her youthful enthusiasm, of course Carinda could have pointed him towards something helpful-- scrying or divination or who knows what, to find his lost sister.

She hasn't forgotten that either, though-- all these years later-- she knows better than to ask.

"Anyway-- as terrible as it all was, I can't imagine the story got too far. I suppose in some ways the experience lead me to embrace science-- seeing what unchecked superstition can do to a community."