"If there's one thing witches are good at, it's taking advantage of standard humans," he says, but his attention is drifting. He looks up and down the street, working out where they are. He's thinking about her curse again, about possible solutions, but he knows well enough that curses are meant to be difficult to break and without a bit more information he has nothing to go on. He frowns to himself, wondering if he should ask her more questions or leave it alone.

"Are we almost there?"