Stacey finished the last of her stew and wiped her face with a clean fabric set next to the bowl of stew. She had been vaguely listening in to Mystique's magic lingo, even though most of it sounded like she was just crazy. Magic was all a myth where she'd been, rumors of mage's plagued her... Original "home", but she had never thought much about it.
"So with levitation, you're saying we could potentially fly?" Stacey asked for confirmation, as again, this all seemed crazy to her at the time.