"Sort of like blinking. But with a loud crack. And it feels a hell of a lot less like orbing than it does like squishing yourself into and out of a tiny hole from the inside out. Every sort. Dragons some of them have been mentioning on the journals. It's nuts. I don't know how tight it is, corruptibility-wise, but it's government. And you know how crooked that gets. So you think they're a different line of ancient witches who stuck with wands? That's got to be so annoying though, having to carry around a piece of wood with you."
Chris was just getting all of his thoughts and feelings out to his mom. She helped him think and come up with his best ideas.