The room is littered with forensic conjurations of people and notes and wands and books and planets. In the room is Ms. Chua, and a black-winged demon. Looks too straightforwardly Asian to be naturally occurring.
"I don't want to just be cheered up regardless of what's going on and whether things are okay like I'm some kind of exotic dial that points to a point on the spectrum between 'happy' and 'sad'!"
"Things are okay. If you had called the GCP once we got Hazel running then things would not be okay but I didn't really think you would, I just wasn't on firm enough ground with why you wouldn't."