Fred can't help but think that doesn't sound a whole lot like actually leaving Darrow. Her expression falls and her mouth twists into a small frown. It sounds more like a spell and less like a potential way out of the city than she'd like.

"Oh," she replies, "That sounds a lot different than actually leaving. Like maybe an pocket universe inside a pocket universe."

It's still fascinating, but she can't help but feel a little let down.