Alex is just watching him for a long moment, her eyes moving over him before they slip across the crowds of people who are around them. "Most of the locals," her voice is soft as she steps a little closer to him, keeping her words for him and him alone. "Say that there's no such thing as magic, actually. I mean, I've actually tried to talk to them about it. More than a few of them." A beat before she adds quickly, "I mean, people normally talk to me about like anything." Which is not an exaggeration. She's only been stonewalled by a few people and that's with damned good reason.

It's more of why she thinks something's up with them.

"I guess it depends on whether or not you believe in things like bilocation or Star Trek transporters. But honestly, I don't know what to think. You can feel like magic around us?" A beat, and a calculating look passes over her face. "Do you think you could like help me find the source of it?"