"I wish Maggie was here, too," Saturday says, the animation suddenly fled from her face and body. "She's the smart one. She'd know what to make of the noosphere and probably be halfway to figuring out how t'use it to get home. I'm good at fighting and talking, not solving mysteries."

"Sorry I don't know more," she says, pep returned as easily as flicking an internal switch. "I don't use my magic at all like she does, I didn't even really think I had any til pretty recent. The theory never mattered to me."

Saturday frowns as he goes on about the demons. "We have things that do something like that. Do yours come from outside reality? I mentioned them one the network, I think."