Strange frowns a little, putting his hand to his chin in thought. "Scrying's a simple spell. If I give Ignatius my magic and then get a little back, I should still be able to check and see how Childermass and the rest are doing."

Well. He's made up his mind right now. Strange looks up at Rita and gives her a little nod. "I'm afraid we'll have to cut our conversation short: I need to find Ignatius."