Norah didn't laugh She didn't smile. She simply stared at her brother because her level of concern had increased and she didn't know what to say or do in this situation. What she wanted to say was that he was crazy and that if these beings truly existed then that meant magic was real and their whole lives wouldn't have been complete shit. Norah reached for one of the teacups, taking hers black. She took a sip as she sat there thinking. After several minutes she looked over to Stephen, "Uncle Stephen, what do you think?"