Why is that always the first thing everyone asks? "No, not humans. If another human has wild magic, I can see it if I look closely, but that's all."

Daine leans back against her door, hands in pockets. "This is the base. The folk who run it look for people who came through the rift and take 'em in before Romac can get them." She doesn't think very highly of Romac, though she's hardly heard an unbiased account of them. The rebels haven't told her all that much, but what she has heard reminds her a little too much of cages. She doesn't like the thought of having to live by someone else's rules (with an or else heavily implied), and at least the rebels give her a good deal of freedom.