"It is," Lucy agreed in turn, though the glance she cast Mathias was a thoughtful one, a shadow of reluctance in her expression. She hoped it was silly. At least if that was the case, it was something they'd be able to do something about, whereas if the vine from Mexico was here, they'd be powerless. For Sam's sake, for all of theirs, she wanted fervently for that to be the case. Looking at Sam again, she said, "Very silly. So it's nothing you need to be worried about."
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