Garry's smile widened. Magic. She was learning magic! But he knew Ib always had special magic of her own, so that wasn't surprising that she would have magic here.

He stood up, feeling more optimistic about all of this now more than ever. At least he had a focus. A goal. Helping Ib in the gallery had given him more purpose to stay alive. They could work together, even here. He wouldn't fail her again. "Everyone's been incredibly kind here. You must fit in very well!" Garry winked. "I'm rather grateful you came; otherwise, who knows how long it would've taken me to figure out you were here!"