When Fawley didn't respond, Mia looked up to see the girl staring above Mia's own head with a faraway look in her eyes. The forest around them seemed to silence, all wildlife cutting off as if a storm approached. Gone was the light breeze and in its place an utter stillness that had Mia on alert, wand already sliding into her hand from where it rested in her sleeve. She turned, concerned about what had the cheerful girl's attention, and paused.