Donnie winces, not particularly convinced by her response, but as she continues, he finds less he can refute. He swallows down the fresh ball of anxiety that threatens to build. We can do this, he repeats firmly, a silent running mantra in his head.

"Then we make sure we don't fail." His brows arch at the display of magic, so casual but fascinating. Illusions could come in useful so he files that note away.

He looks blankly at Angelika as she mentions her religious experience, not really sure what to do with that but okay. Disguises are easier to understand, at which point he looks down at himself. "Well, I doubt short of an illusion I'm going to be more difficult to disguise due to...this whole situation," he notes flatly as he gestures at himself, wiggling his two fingers and thumb to cap off his point.