Ariadne watched with fascination as he moved his hands, saw the magic in the form of a golden circle that she couldn't quite comprehend. It was beautiful. The world around them distorted, bent and folded, turned in on itself in a way that reminded her a great deal of what she'd experienced when she'd first used the PASIV. Except in the PASIV, she had drawn too much attention to herself. That was the limitations of her technology, of the mind.
"This is..." she trailed off, unable to find the words. Ariadne turned to look at him. What was it with her and finding men who could literally change her world? First it had been Cobb with the PASIV, then Arthur teaching her how to create with it. Now here she was with a man named Strange and he was going to show her what he could do.