[Everything else is thrown by the wayside for now.

Damian's face just barely ignites with an intense curiosity. His eyes quickly search the portal, the length of it, what's inside, how she pulled it about. Holy shit, why are there so many people here with incredible powers, but the town won't budge an inch when it comes to escape?

But her portals aren't like Elizabeth's. This one is dark, a void. He's reminded of Raven.] You can make pocket dimensions.

What do you mean, "it's empty right now"? The things you put inside of it--what happens to them? [The whole town and surrounding woods smell an awful lot like magic, but Damian hates magic, and he refuses to believe there isn't some kind of logical explanation.

The same is true with this: why call it magic when it's just metahuman powers?]