i was sure everything would make sense if i looked at it from the right perspective , but it never moved toward understanding : newt with her jars of nothing , nick dead in newt 's hidey-hole , the feel of wild magic prickling over my skin intensifying as i took trent 's hand , al hurting me in his outrage that trent was going to enslave them through my ignorance , al spending a thousand years trying to find a way for elves and demons to have kids , newt being sensitized to wild magic-the same wild magic that had set al off .