"The magic, dimensional-shifting half of things really isn't my wheelhouse- that's more Grandma Alice's deal," Alex admits. "I guess, aside from the mice, I'm really only useful to you here if you've got an overpopulation of angler tortoises or something. Which I don't think is likely, but I haven't really had a chance to see much outside of town yet. You do have screaming yams though, that was a pleasant surprise. I didn't realize any had ever managed to migrate this far north."