"Antarctica," I repeated, slipping the nail file into my pocket. "It would be easier to teleport there but it would be a bad idea, people would notice if we just disappeared."
I trailed off. Azura still looked a bit shocked. I felt for the moisture in the air and condensed it, whilst transporting a cup from the kitchen. I held out the consequent glass of water to her and she took it, sipping it whilst stroking Skye.
"Have you got everything? Good," I said once she'd finished.
"Now let's go."