Zelda's experience with collaborative magic was limited - the sort of dual casting that she and Delight had conducted at the tenement house, for example - and even though it wasn't the point, her brain caught on it. Group magic, and the women led it, and — she wanted very badly to see it for herself. She'd told Miss Delaney as much early in the year, but had focused on Brazil and Rio de Janeiro, which she'd heard more of — not the tribe Alfred stayed with and everything about them.

This was different than reading Alfred's book, which of course wasn't really Alfred's — and maybe this was a little less over-dramatic than what would have sold well, but it was also much more interesting.

She brushed her fingers over the fighter band, which Alfred hadn't elaborated on. "What was the —" she frowned, trying to figure out what she wanted to say "— sorry, that didn't make sense. What changed?"

---