"Huh," she says aloud.
Then, to Alice, Libby, Elena, and Mary, and Lazarus except he autoreplies with a busy message, [Hey folks, Moonstone Palace grew a bar that I don't remember putting in, come check it out.]
There is, after all, a chance that ingots (like witches) may enhance their powers after turning.
Alice's outfit is in a state; liquid nitrogen will do that. "You wanna not scandalize Lazarus?" she murmurs.
Bella stands them up and teleports them to Lazarus's apartment on Mars. "Hullo," she says.
If she has given herself the appropriate capacity, she will notice that his power is on.
"Already got all your furniture up here, nice," Bella says.
"Yeah, Kolya helped," he says, entirely ignorant of the named party's presence. "It was only slightly inconvenient to drag it all through the Moon."
"So what're we looking at here?" Bella says, patting Alice's shoulder.
"I'm not sure... what you want me to be looking at, exactly," he admits. "I mean, his power's the same it's always been. What extra things did it do?"
"I tried to teleport him somewhere. He didn't go anywhere. The ingot power isn't literally the only candidate effect that could've done that, but it's by far the most likely."
He searches for words.
"Identity? Personality? Self? What Alice's power does is make him continue being Alice against all outside influence."
"That's interesting," Bella says, chewing on her lip. "Er, what is its definition of 'Alice'? Can you tell?"
Even though it doesn't strictly help, he does actually peer at Alice at this point.
"It seems, um... happier than last time I met it," he offers.
"I wouldn't go around describing everyone's power as having levels of joy," he says. "I'm not sure I would even have described this one this way if I hadn't noticed the difference. That's just the first word that came to mind; I could also say it's, um, more settled. Like before it had a little bit of wavering around the edges, and now it's more solidly in one place."