<div class="floatleft">(https://i.pinimg.com/564x/4b/02/42/4b024225317d660c10c1354e6c9c80be.jpg)</div>"Merryweather, huh," Tara muttered sidewise to her seat neighbor after Nyx's question was answered and they sat back down. "She could improve<em>my</em>forecast, for sure. God, is that a stereotype or what? Though usually it's an English or math teacher, am I right?"<br/><br/>Then her hand shot up, followed by the rest of her. "Yo. Tara Morrissey. Curious. How many of the Magical Food Groups there have ways to raise the dead? Like, say, three to five days later. Post-autopsy an' junk. And the deader is someone who has no magical background themselves, and hasn't had any weird experiences beyond the average before?" One side of her mouth curled up, her grin punctuated by her tongue jabbing into the pocket of her cheek "Asking for a friend."