"Soooo here's the thing. When people say 'magic' they mean pretty specifically this thing you can do that's unreliable and generally sorta unsafe and has mostly been lost. But species-specific magic is a lot more common? Like, I dunno, nixies can manipulate water, angels can banish demons, that sorta thing. So invisibility bracelets aren't really a thing. That's a 'lost magic' type thing."

"Meanwhile, to actually answer the question: meh, private enough. We're also turning into animals with sharper senses and magical powers; even if humans show up, it's easy to get away."

"Some of the species have probably named their own. But there's no general word for it that I've heard."

"Huh. So I know Nemean lions are strong and invulnerable, do pegasi have anything?"

"We can flyyyyy!" Jenny sighs happily. "Buuut other than that, nope."

"What's the approximate percentage of critters who have crittery-magic versus critters who do not?"

"One in four?" Alli hazards. "Merde, I don't know. Not a lot, whatever it is."

"The dragons and sphinxes were the magical-est!" Jenny contributes. "Until they died in the war, I mean."

"Is this like the critter equivalent of World War Two or something?"

Alli has no faith in her ability to keep her face blank if she starts talking about this. Mouth shut it is.

"Wow."

Alli squirms uncomfortably and changes the subject. "So! Do you want to play sick for a few days...? I know it's France and all, but just in case?"

"I seem to be doing okay so far. We'll see if I wake up and the bedsheets have had an unfortunate encounter with my claws or something? Is there a trick to this?"

"If you go to sleep in human form the medallion'll keep it for you. It's surprises that tend to knock you out of it, usually?"

"We could have a pillow fight!" Jenny suggests with a giggle. "Form practice and hilarity."

"...what? No. How is that not obviously no?"

"We don't have to move around! You can have a pillow fight standing in place! And then if you are startled by an unexpected pillow- practice."

"Butbutbut clumsy is still- merde. Can we just not?"

"Sorry!" Jenny says defensively. "I was just trying to help."

"Thanks, but no thanks. And no surprising me with pillows outside an established pillow fight either, thanks."

"I wouldn't now that you've said," Jenny mumbles.

"No offense. Just covering my bases."

"S'okay." She makes for her suitcase, somewhat strewn all over the floor in search of her nail polish, and starts sorting things into piles. "I should clean up, unpack some. Anything else I can tell you while I refold things?"