Wilson stood quietly back, trying not to look at the spot where Bel had been. They had Phoebe and though he thought he'd seen a glimer of...relief on the Source's face, Wilson couldn't help feeling that Bel had been lost.

He made no move to interupt the family moment but slowly he began to look around. They couldn't stay here forever, eventually someone...something was going to come investigating the powerful magics being thrown around.

"Do we have an exit strategy?" Wilson asked softly, to no one in particular.