"Oh, I don’t mean I ignore it," Tumbolt said quickly. "I mean, I know what
they’re up to. We’ve worked it so the process utilizes magic. The nano-techs go
in and clamp down on the metahuman gene-repressors. But the only way we can get 
the nanotechs to identify the right genes is with magic. It’s a kind of magical dye. They have to build a small spell lock—a little silver
star—for the fetus. Horribly expensive. They’re still trying to figure out how
to get the material and labor costs down. Between the costs of the nanotechs and 
the magic, it’s an economic nightmare. A cure for the rich." He laughed. "And
right now it is. But someday... someday we’ll have that price point down, by
spirits."