"All right," Maggie said, shifting gears and putting her libido into neutral. He was very clearly upset about what had happened. Her gift didn't lend itself to looking into the thoughts of others, but her connection to Jack was to a level that she didn't need anything like that. She just knew him. And he was full of self-flagellation over what had happened.

"If I remember right, in the heat of the moment, one of my hands was on your arm. I was touching one of the runes."