"That sounds very logical," Del grinned at him. "I approve. And I'm going to now consider all the possible pies we could make. And there should be leftovers. Pies generally work nicely as leftovers for at least a few days."
She nodded her head. There had been a lot of communities within New York City, sort of areas where magical culture thrived. But outside of the large cities it was very fractured. "Perhaps just the size of places," she told him. "Although you would rather thing Repose would attract more of it wouldn't you? And there area few of us, obviously there's a larger community over in the Capital, but still..."
She glanced towards the books. "I suppose there is that up-side, it's hard to get two sides fighting against each other when you can't get two sides cohesive enough to agree," she mused. She looked back over at him. "It must have been... difficult?"