"Could-" And her voice grew very small as she looked up at the man who'd cast the stunning spell, with trusting eyes. He knew something about magic, at least, and she didn't know what the man with his hand on her shoulder was thinking. Ara bit her lip hard, then whispered, "They cut people out of cars sometimes..."
Then a shuddering sound turned her head and she saw that he was sliding into the wall, amid the screaming and shrieking of the crowd.