“In the time it will take to explain this, the situation will get twice as bad.”

“No, no, no,” Bobby said, practically dancing on his feet in uneasiness. “If you know what’s going on, Illyana, you have to tell me. I’ve been freaked out all day.” He kept his eyes and shook his head. “Tell me it’s something we can fix or that you can make it stop with a snap of your fingers. I keep hearing voices from the past, feeling things that grieved a long time ago. This isn’t right.”