[ "Magic doesn't exist," says the logical center of her brain. But that argument doesn't hold any water, because technically neither do talking cats or... whatever Morgana is, so you know what. She's going to roll with it. ]

You can use magic?

[ Shock and awe! What a talented little guy! Look how impressed she is.

He shifts the conversation before she can really pry, which causes Lucille to pause. She looks up toward the glass cell his was in and nods. ]

Someone helped me escape. He wanted to get out as soon as possible, but I wanted to help anyone else who was still trapped here.