Yup. Missa (wherever she was, because it was hard to tell when everybody was so see-through) made a really good point. No doubt Sunny Raine had made things worse. If there was a world to kick him out into, she would have no problem with Trent kicking him out right now. Isla might even have held the gates wide open for him.

She took a deep breath and counted along silently with Kitridge. "Thank you," she whispered. She was so nervous that it was hard to find her voice right now. And whose hand was she still holding? Oh... "Sorry, Phoebe," she said, releasing the girl's hand.

She turned toward Trent, who had suddenly appeared just as they'd taken an unexpected ride on the Tower of Terror. "Mr. Sunny Raine can cast magic!" she said, still in disbelief over that one. The entire castle had lost their magic, and the weatherman just whipped out his wand like he owned the place. "He said he had found all our magic, and before we could get any closer to get a good look, he cast on it. And then the whole castle started falling!"

That about summed it up. Maybe. She still didn't quite get the connection between wormholes and magical vacuum cleaners.