[It's like Stephanie's gotcha with the whole Dr. Midnite thing. Tim, helpless, offers a great rebuttal in the form of,] Shut up. _{It's hereditary.}

[Or so he figures, but now isn't the time to mull over what Jack neglected to tell his only son.]

That thing out there? Not the giant mutant wild cats, the Big Bad Magic? I know you heard it. If you just woke up... I know you can still feel it.

That's what we're up against.