"I'm going to be real unhappy if I start spitting lava," Billie mutters now that that's been cleared up. It sure explains why what she's been afflicted with aren't exactly fire powers, at least. Anyway, she takes one more step in close, looking up at Strange with a grim intensity that may or may not be a little worrying depending on just how much Strange thinks she might stab him.

"Right, so I don't know what you actually specialize in. For all I know, this is a long shot, but if someone had a piece of one of the dragons on them or in them or something like that, would there be a way to get in contact with them?"