[Waver regarded Jack uncertainly, torn between arguing with the power of the knowledge that he did have and trusting this flighty individual on his word and his word alone. The Magi were a terrifying thing for the both of them-- for different reasons-- and the fact that Jack hadn't turned the room into a cocoon of ice upon sight was a feat in and of itself.

He grit his teeth against the icy cold of just being near someone whose control of ice was so profound that he may as well be a god of winter himself and released a shuddering breath to expel any further doubts from his mind.]

It's not really that simple, but.... [Facing the apparition now, he held fast to his tiny thread of courage and dug his heels into the flooring beneath them.]

I don't need Sanctuary to change, because I'm changing instead. And then, one day, I...we-- we'll make it work!