So there's supernatural shit, wherever he is. It shouldn't make Nova feel better, because they sound pretty much like THA with a different acronym, but it's still a familiar point.

"Supernatural stuff, huh? Is that what you're in charge of?" She's got to be a witch, at very least, to change the energy in the room the way she does.

"Don't need to talk fancy with me, bonita," he says, drawing out his own accent. "And there's always a way out of somewhere." Or a way into trouble. Nova's made enough portals, spilled enough blood, and looked away from the results.