"I have never encountered a spirit in such a manner before." Only Wynne, and well, she and Wynne had never been close. So much about the woman had rankled and even now when she had been brought up to try to build some sort of bridge it had burned it instead. "And yet you remain. Around all of…"

A stray snowball flies through the air, Morrigan flicking a hand out to melt it with magic before either of them are struck in the face.

"All of this." Children, she thinks, then looks to Kieran, the actual child who looks more mystified with proceedings than keen to be involved.