"Like magic," she agrees with a thoughtful little nod. "The unpleasant kind - curses and so on." Now that she thinks about it, she'd wandered out here as if she had a curse to break. She looks around their bit of Ramble, as if half-expecting a witch to show up and give them helpful instructions regarding how to break the spells they're under, now. But she expects that's not how most witches operate.

She glances back at Johnny in surprise when he mentions Iman. "She has?" Why? Granted, wandering out of her apartment with practically nothing and no easy way to be reached isn't normal behavior for her, but she assumed Iman would be too busy at work to notice. If she noticed. Maybe something else is wrong. "Is she all right?" Greta asks, brow furrowed in sudden concern.