Kitty frowns as she listens to that. It's - Well. It's like Bartimaeus told her, isn't it? That these things go in cycles. Hatred of magicians - witches, apparently, in this ghost's homeland - turns into violence. And violence then sparks counter-violence. The oppression of one leads to revolution, and revolution leads to oppression once more. How dreadful is it that there's yet another world where this cycle exists?

Kitty tilts her chin up. Her voice is steady. "And how did you rebuild it?" She smooths down her trousers, pushing all wrinkles from her clothes, so that she might have something to look at besides the ghost. "What did your new country look like?"