"You do eventually get used to the complete lack of signal," Sunny said as she passed near the boy on her way to the main building. He looked familiar, but she could tell pretty quickly he wasn't Peter. Unless Peter had gotten swapped out in the last twelve hours for another one who hadn't been here before.

She had an umbrella slung over one shoulder, even though there wasn't a drop of rain and barely any clouds to speak of. Even though she hadn't sunburned since she was initiated and found her magic, she still had no idea if that meant she could end up with melanoma or not. She preferred not to risk it. The sun meant business here in a way it didn't in London.

"Though it takes a while to get used to the idea that you can just leave it behind and not miss anything."