[The thing is, that's the kind of power that entices Henry. The kind that he searches for, wields, to make the world... change for him. It's like what he found in that other dimension, though that could hardly be called magic, but it had changed so much. Enabled him to do so much.

He steps closer, reaching out with a hand to test the barrier she must be behind.]

So there are other psychics here? [He scoffs.] Of course there are.

How long do you intend to keep me trapped in this place, Amelia the Witch?