"If only," Wanda said humourlessly, sighing. She still wasn't entirely sure how to proceed. Even after so long, it wasn't an easy topic. "Well, after the fact, so the story goes -- I obviously wasn't present for any of this -- Shaman, that was my teammate, Mike, did one of his little magic tricks and preserved the body, since he thought they could get me back. Long story short, they did, but my body -- really more of a statue at that point -- got destroyed in the meantime, leaving me... homeless, for lack of a better word. With me so far?"