Now that gave him pause. Sam's hand went immediately to his gun. He rested it on the holster and didn't draw just yet. Instead, he looked over at the woman, eyebrows raised.
"What magics?"
There were definitely a few low level charms at work both in his tattoo and a few of the other trinkets that he carried around on a regular basis, but he wanted to know what she knew and more importantly, how she knew.