"Well," I said looking up to her. "As I had mentioned last year, it was the time of year when the veil to the Astral plane was the thinnest." I phased to emphasize my meaning, our hands were still touching which didn’t normally happen before. She gasped when I squeezed her hand. "While we might be at our weakest, but it's also when we Archfey are closest to Magic in the spiritual sense."