Teleportation. Lee knew she was both unusual and incredibly lucky for the gift that allowed her to sense the location of things around her. Anyone missing one of the usual primary senses had the others honed to compensate, but hers went beyond that. There were stories now and then about others with strange skills -- she hesitated to call it [I]magic[/I] because that was ridiculous -- but never anything like this. If anything could be called magic, moving instantly from one place to another definitely qualified. But she couldn't deny that they'd moved somehow. This was not her studio, not even close. Was stuff that might be called magic in books actually possible, some sort of extreme form of the occasional unusual skill that cropped up? Axel, at least, didn't intend her harm. He couldn't be faking that awkward fear, the way he'd collapsed in on himself, the flash of defiance when he yelled back at the woman in the house. "I've no intention of going inside," she told him after a long moment of silence. She was on high alert but no longer tensed for the immediate need to fight or flee. "You can be damn sure I'm not pleased. But you seem like a decent kid, so I'm listening. I hope your explanation is worth my time."