"Never," Jaenelle says. She turns to face the newcomer and smiles a bit, pleased to have found someone else who seemed to know what magic was even if she wasn't exactly Blood. This place was strange in that there wasn't anyone precisely like her but there were plenty of people who were close enough to feel a little like home.

"I think it actually works less when I beg it to behave. Magic is fickle and contrary by nature."