She startled and snapped her attention to Harry for two reasons. One, the touch of his will was unexpected and while she was feeling like this anything unexpected was suspect. Only because it was Harry, a touch she recognized and typically welcomed did she not swat back.
The other reason was what he said. She was really not expecting this conversation, nor the compliment. The look on her face was a mask of suspicion, confusion and fear as she stammered. "Distraction. Redirection. It's all illusion. Even the physical. Smack someone with the bat once. Seven Molly's running around with seven bats and you don't know which one is the one that can ring your chimes. This place is comparable to where I lived in Chicago. Near Undertown. You have to...have to...watch every step."