[She had a certain amount of familiarity with the strange and surreal, though part of it was bravado. Confidence in the face of a crisis was helpful, usually, she found. When he asked her if she was a sorcerer, she nodded and smiled.]

Not this exactly, but the application of magical power, oh yes. And I suppose sorcerer is fair, though I prefer to think of myself as a seer. [A seer whose second sight was blurry at best right now, but that was beside the point.]

Yes, I think perhaps we should be on our way. Care to visit a doll house? They seem to wish us to, after all.