[ She lets him pull her closer, settling more in his arms and curling against his chest.

She nods her head. ] It's the making of things. It can't be used without taking a part of me in the process....

I did it once. The last time I did... [ She gestures at herself. ] I woke up like this. Except worse.

But I won't let it go that far again. I won't need to again.