[Well. At least he drank some water. Maybe he will feel better or at least not regret everything in a few hours.] Oh, I specialize in bio-something too. Cellular biology. Was that it? [Maybe she should meet this other person.]

I... might have. [She eyes the perfectly innocent, perfectly normal wooden trunk. It's awfully docile, right now. She remembers what she saw, but still. Hard to believe there were large, tombstone-like teeth under that very ordinary looking lid.] How does it work, exactly? I mean, magic, but.

How does magic work?

[This is the sort of question you ask drunk people wearing wizard hats.]