The inevitable question, echoed back in confusion, was cut short as the bike folded impossibly into itself and changed to something completely different. She'd said once that nothing surprised her anymore. Nothing was too weird. She.... might be reconsidering that statement.

It took her a second and a brief jog to catch up to him again, choosing to not even acknowledge the oddity - This was going to take some getting used to.

"Wizard," she echoed, rolling that over in her head. "I thought all you guys had wispy beards and shit.. Harry the Wizard.."

She wasn't sure how she felt about that - the name, specifically. It needed work.