"You're the one who knows all about magic. It's probably something like that, though." Marcille can feel the trust behind this. Dismissive as the words may come off, and strange as it may be to hear this Harriet-facsimile speaking more like Laios with Harriet's voice... she can feel the sense of safety and assurance in the atmosphere heighten, just to get her assessment of what's going on. The market already felt friendly, communal, but it feels really safe now.