"Good. I'm glad to hear it. There's no place like London anywhere in the world. I love all of it, even the complicated politics. I wish there was less blood shed, however." Like any sensible person would.

Or a human.

"Remember- try to stay clear of wreckage. We don't want any witches getting smart ideas about broken tables." At least they had to hit the heart, which wasn't necessarily an easy target.

Evie reaches up and adjusts her jacket, leather quilting would do a decent job protecting her from any errant splinters.