"It's a little more than that." A kitchen was not the place for a pegasus, but showing was much better than telling. Reaching into the pocket of her sweater, Emma pulled out a single card, flipping it through her fingers before glancing at it while looking down and away from Alec. Maybe he wouldn't see the way the color vanished from her eyes, leaving them solid white. Especially when a dark-haired young woman, in plus-fours and tail coat, with goggles perched on her head and a contraption on one arm, carrying a cane in the other appeared next to them. The woman bowed to Alec, then offered her hand. If he shook it, he'd find it as solid as Emma's would have been.

"The technical explanation is, I manifest two-dimensional images as three-dimensional, tangible constructs of psi energy, I can then manipulate."