What are you doing here?” I asked at last.
Probably the same thing you are.”
What’s that?”
She looked serious. Why don’t you tell me?”
I went back to my knife. Sharpening my machete.”
I'm sharpening my mind,” she said. There is something to be done that will require an edge on both.”
All right. I’m not opposed to reality imitating art if it doesn’t get in the way.
That is the basis of all magic.