Steph might think what she said is weird, but Peter doesn't. He knows that there's something dark sleeping deep beneath Hemlock Grove, he knows that there's real magic in the world. "Maybe she does. Stranger shit has happened."

He kicks out into a deeper part of the pond and stays there, treading water. It feels good to use his body like this. "The thing about magic is that it only works when you don't abuse it, when you follow the rules and you don't waste it. Maybe your city's like that. Everything's got a price, and none of it's payable in cash." A lot of it, though, is payable in blood, and the way Steph talks about Gotham, he's betting that those scars are receipts.