"I'm noticing the trend. Huh, if you and Felicia have children are they going to get any extra power from you?"

Felicia facepalms.

"If anyone's curious about it, I can clear it up. They won't inherit anything from me. I mean, they'll be guaranteed to be witches, not like if I was just a mortal, but they won't have any link to my side of the family. Warlocks give that up when we become what we are."

"Okay, useful information, can we talk about that subject later?"

"Sure. Whatever you want."

There's the sound of chimes outside their door, and immediately, a knock.

"...I will go get that."

Hey look it's this guy.

"So, I realized we should probably have a better way for me to get in touch with you than just showing up unannounced."

"Come in. Yes, that sounds reasonable."

"There are spells we should be able to use to establish contact. If we want to try to get lucky, I could try to connect to one of you as your whitelighter."

"What are the failure modes if do not get lucky? How complicated are these spells?"

"We won't connect, that's all. If we succeed, they might be able to tell, which is a kind of failure. If you can try to get a premonition about it, that would be great."

"I will try, but keep in mind that I haven't got a hang of it."

"Even better. You need the practice."

"Fair enough. Ah, warning, Beatrix is making out and likely having sex with a friend in her room."

"Okay. In the future, avoid telling me anything beyond 'Don't go into Beatrix's room', thanks."

"The most important part of the statement was the fact that we have an innocent in the house... that word feels wrong applied to Lan."

Upstairs? Upstairs.

Upstairs.

"I'm not sure I can offer useful advice on calling premonitions. The witch I knew who had the power got to it much later. She had karmic issues to work through."

"What sort of karmic issues?"

"Evil past life. We can get to checking yours in a bit."

"Grand. Is there anything stopping me from writing a FAQ in the Book of Shadows? I bet there isn't one, but it totally deserves one."

“Go right ahead. It’s your book.”

This is said with an undercurrent of bitterness that may perhaps be unwarranted.

Yeah, Fernanda is not equipped to handle bitterness. Her reaction to someone being bitter is pretty much "well this person gets how terrible the world is".

They reach the attic. "Warren is here." She announces.

“Why’d you go and invite the angel? Now we won’t be able to have any fun.”

“Not an angel. Only half an angel, anyway. And I don’t like that half, so let’s just move on. Felicia.”