"If I said 'from the beginning,' I wouldn't have known to bring this." Themis raised the phial in her hand with a wry little grin. Themis was eager to learn, but she had no wish to make new scars a habit. She also had no intention of surrendering her vulnerability to this woman so easily. There were too many variables Themis didn't understand, and she refused to risk her life in Morrigan Crowley's office. Her pride wouldn't allow it.

There was no question in her mind where to begin as one question continued to override most others in her head. "If we accept that magic resides in our blood, all magic becomes blood magic. Why, then, does blood alchemy seem to affect the practitioner differently than elemental alchemy? Shouldn't the physical experience of the magic be consistent for the practitioner? The references I've encountered," was a nice way to sidestep admitting to the practice directly. "Point to a difference in both the physical experience of the magic and the persistence of the effects after the ritual was complete." She'd completed the ritual. She knew she had, but the thought didn't settle easily into her head. Something seemed off. She'd dissolved her circle the way Samuel had taught her. It was the easiest of the skills he'd given her to practice; she didn't know why, but it felt natural. So her dissolving of the circle shouldn't be the reason the magic had seemed to cling to the cells of her body and the air around her. Something had been different in Samuel's Whitechapel residence, and the lack of answers was wreaking havoc in her dreams. "If magic is in our blood, we use blood in any ritual. Why is using blood as a conduit so different?" Themis wished for answers while mentally preparing for the witch across from her getting cheeky and asking to check her sources.

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