Carrie's quiet, processing all that. Not necessarily with horror or surprise as you might expect from a kid, just grim.

"Spirits. Huh. I've heard stories of magic back home, but they went away when the capes did. Went or hid, same difference."

Carrie doesn't tip her head back, just keeps watching Saturday, cheek propped against her hand. She tries to not let the disappointment in her voice be palpable, that she was hoping for an answer. "So you - hadn't gotten home yet after the portal. Is that how you ended up with the arm?"