Matt shakes his head.  "I highly doubt anything here is a threat to me.  I meant to offer you the opportunity to yell back at Jessica and see if she could hear us."  He stands next to her and looks over the contents of the shrine, cataloging for later reference as much as he's examining it for any sign of tampering.  A faint smile plays across his face.  "You must be proud of such a promethean gift...although the stories generally regard things of that nature as a danger to the wielder.  Well, I'd be a hypocrite to criticize you in any case; we all take the risks we feel compelled to take."<br/><br/>"I must admit I'm not sure how strange my family is.  I just...found a few books in my grandfather's library.  I don't know if he's even ever read them, but they sparked my own obsession immediately.  We've honestly never even talked about it.  Like an overly-religious family that just neglects to ever discuss sex with their children, perhaps.  Maybe he really doesn't know what he had, or what I'm up to."  Matt considers the matter for a long moment.  "I've never brought it up to my parents or him, either, if it comes to that."