Pouring both a cup of the steamy hot tea, Tier handed the white ceramic teacup to Ayame whom nodded her thanks. Sitting down, they blew on the tea in hopes of cooling it off before taking that first sip. "We left before the police and firefighters could arrive but your house is beyond repair." He spoke calmly to Tony, who had gone back to sitting in the chair. "Once your insurance sends you the bill or whatever it is that they need to do, please allow me to take care of it." Tony only nodded, his face downcast as he thought of the trinkets and personal items that were destroyed. All the photos that can never be replaced.

"So will you tell me just what is going on?" He asked, shifting his gaze towards the three people sitting around him. It was obvious that some form of magic was involved but Tony's mind couldn't wrap itself around the notion of magic being real. There had to be a logical reason. Maybe some fighter jet or something. Another thought nagged at him: Just how was his cousin connected to... this?