Cantrips?

You both ponder for a few moments before Alex perks up. "Hm, what was the name of those level zero spells in those roleplaying games?"

"Cantrips?" you suggest, not catching on where she's going with it.

"Ah yes! And one of those was named like, detect magic, right?"

"Yes... Oh, so you want to do something like that?" you reply, realizing where she's going.

"Yes, I think that would be a nice way to see what's going on," Alex beamed and glanced around her room. "Question is, how far can we push these reality powers onto other objects other than ourselves? Or should we just... you know, make our eyes magic?"

"Messing with your eyeballs sounds a bit dangerous," you murmur. "Imagine if you turn them into eye stalks or something worse happens? Remember that film 'the Thing'?"

"Ew," Alex frowns and shakes her head as she slips off the desk and moves for a drawer. "Well, I got a pair of fake glasses here," she announced as she turned back around with them in hand. "Now, guessing if things are like they have been, I should just repeat some mantra while holding these, and things will change. Do you agree with my hypothesis?"

"You're the doctor," you say and shrug your shoulders while giving a small smile. She certainly seems to be running away from you in the logic department. Not that there's anything wrong with being smart, but you feel a bit dumb in contrast.

"Now, now," she smirks at you as she lifts up the glasses to look at them. "I'm sure we can find a way to make you quicker in the head if you want that..."

"Was it that obvious?"

"You're not that subtle, Jamie. And I got a childhood and more of being taught and teaching myself how men think. You know the meme: Everyone hears about the crazy ex girlfriends, but nobody hears about the crazy ex boyfriends, because crazy ex-boyfriends don't leave witnesses," she says and gives you the Dreamworks smirk.

"Either way, If you want something, I won't dissuade you from doing it, but I like you the way you are..." she says as she glances down at your well filled underwear. "Well... I like you as a normal person, because I think that if we both went crazy on the updates, we'd be at risk going out of control."

"Like a nympho porn star doctor learning witchcraft?" You reply with your own smirk.

"Uwu, me check pulse with sucky sucky, then magic you fucky fucky," she say with a fake high pitch and horny accent as she jiggled her tits at you while traipsing back to her seat with plenty of roll in her hips. "ignoring my admittedly new preferences to be a nympho porn star doctor, I think it's rational to think of ways to conserve our reality. At the very least find ways to control where it goes."

"I guess I can agree on that part," you sigh, feeling a small pulse ride through your underwear at the tease. "So, what's the incantation you've been planning to use?

"Nothing too advanced, just something like; 'these glasses show magical auras,' a few times to see what happens," Alex murmurs as she goes quiet, focusing on the glasses. After a few moments she closes her eyes and you see her lips move quietly for a while, then she opens her eyes again.

"Alright, that was about the time I spent on getting a medical degree, so I think that should suffice, no?" she says while turning them around for a few moments before she puts them on. "Hmm, I don't know, oh, never mind," she says as she looks down at herself then at you. "Yup, we got some weird auras alright. You more than me, for some reason?"

"What does it look like?"

"Eh, I dunno, bit like a gassy outline of pink and red hues," she says as she walks over to her nightstand and pulls out the drawer. "There's some faint traces down here as well, but not much," she says before she moves out of her room into the kitchen. You get up and follow her as she goes into the hallway and opens the door to the wardrobe you've quarantined the infected stuff into.

"Hmm, Oh, there's definitely some light in there, blue-purple-ish, and it's pretty strong and pulsating. Seems the plastic is keeping it in place though."

"You think the plastic is immune, or does it transmit through air?"

"I don't know... wait, the plastic has a tinge of pink-red to it. Maybe we enhanced it to be repellant?"

"Accidentally by thought? Makes sense, I guess," you murmur before you shake your head. "I'm going to make my own set of glasses, see if I can do magic as well," you say as you move back into the kitchen, watching Alex for a response.

"...Sounds like a good idea, I'll go and check that the bathroom is clear and shower," Alex replies after watching the container for a few moments.