Dicer looks at me, and her expression seems to hint she’s decided I’m not a congenital idiot after all. She nods. "Why not?" she echoes. "Okay, granted, this isn’t quite MIT&M or Berkeley, and I’m not exactly Dr. Derek Maclean either." (Who? I want to ask, but I keep my yap shut.) "But it certainly looks like there are several sections in the virus’ RNA almost directly analogous to the magic-sensitive introns in the DNA of Awakened species."