Edie is thinking about magic, because what else do you do with your spare time when the good part of a book isn't calling you with its siren song?
Her thoughts are interrupted by a knocking on her door. She gets up to answer it.
"Anna isn't, actually, but she's probably on her morning run."
"Anna's a martial artist! She takes her fitness very seriously."
"I think if you said that to her she'd say something about a martial artist's integrity and be secretly jealous."
"Nah, if you were a path of least resistance kinda person you wouldn't be dating my sister."
"Although to be fair there was some personal affinity, there, I did the gender thing even before getting magic."
"I wish there was a faster way to go on the healing thing for me, though, I can't seem to crack it without cracking it on myself first."
"Can't live without it, can't get it to make any fucking sense."