"It is." Enola agreed, grateful there was an answer to one of a thousand questions that plagued her thoughts.
"We can come up with a small number of contingency plans at least." Not that they would ever be able to predict Chaos. Izzy was going to be a perpetual surprise no matter what they did.
"In the mean time, I'd be careful." Enola leaned over and traced the line across Jamie's brow with a finger. "Frown lines have a habit of getting stuck."