Every once in a while there's a spot of dark around a person, usually someone who's grumpy but its more than made up for the light of a child. She's moving quickly up and up the building until they're walking up a long flight of stairs,

"Now this is the Marae here and its a different sort of one than other places but just as powerful as the one up in Kelburn."

Ever so quietly, she starts singing under her breath, she's introducing him to all those spirits listening who are just glimmers in the air.