The sugar runes scatter.
The lights flicker.
And the witch is holding -
"Yes, but Luca sounds like a pretty normal name to me. Where are you from, is it a New Zealand name I don't know about because I've never been to New Zealand?"
"No, no. We're from Italy" or an equivalent location "but my mother made my name up. Never got around to asking her why while she was still alive."
"Well, maybe I'm not as over it as I said it was. I want to get my mother's killer to justice."
"They make dictionaries. They're not great, though. Please don't stab the wrong guy because you assumed cherub-alpha-and-omega-beehive meant Mortimer Q. Snodgrass of Cherry Tree Lane."
"Like, the alethiometer answers objective questions about objective facts, right, are there some of those that would make spell development better or easier or more efficient or whatever?"
"Little stuff I can usually be confident of on the first try, especially pure verse, but potions development is a mess, and there could be stuff so complicated witches will not stumble on it."
"Yeah, I'm optimistic that I can learn to read it well enough to get better than indications that I'm already on the right track. Uh, there might be some exotic herb we've never cultivated that does stuff that we wouldn't naturally think of or realize what it does, something like that?"