"Oh my gods," Magnus says, dropping his sword and shield alike and rushing over. He feels so proud that he worries, for a second, he might explode with it. And Magnus Chase knows intimately what it feels like to explode. He's done it at least three times, literally. "Sunny!!!!!! Oh my gods, Sunny!!!!!"

He stops one step away from her and offers her a high five, which she will need to either walk or crawl to receive. As he does, he glances between her and Lancelot, turning a thought over in his mind. It's untenable for Sunny to not be able to talk to other people here. She should have a way to reliably communicate that people besides him and Crowley can understand, so that she can walk and lecture people like Lancelot simultaneously.