Beatrice smirks, at least. "Many witches are. I hope to be inspired by their skill...although for my part, I've been spending my time examining the cage for now. It's impressively difficult. Did you notice we're not in any particular Fragment right now? Rather, this is the Sea between them."

She sips her drink. It's bland enough that she starts considering that even her passive-aggression can come back to her with the same alacrity as her actual aggression. "Or perhaps it's a Sea of Fragments within another, single, larger Fragment, but I leave that level of metaphysics to the experienced Voyager Witch."