Peter tilts his head to the side, looking at the book with amazement. It looks beautiful, and it is hard to imagine it contains spells within it like actual working spells. What the hell.

"So... being a witch runs in your family too. Did you always know about it?" He taps at the cart, keeping his hand far away from the strong, large but delicate looking book. He peeks right over her shoulder. "...well, I just defeated a giant lizard and got transported to Wonderland in the middle of an egg run. Hard to doubt magic being a thing when... y'know, I have no other explanation for. Everything. Except maybe I am hallucinating or having the most involved dream ever."