I should have known better than to ask her. Mabel looked at me with a mix of confusion and concern.
"Who?"
There was that dazed and worried expression I'd come to expect from those I cared about. Lovely to see it on my ancestress, too. Seriously.
"Never mind," I sighed. "Just trust me on this. There is a second race, one that came after Max split the magicks."
More stunned wonder. Right.