[Magic. Veronica files that away as a thing that just is now. Someone here knows about magic, so she decides, ubiquitously, that a lot of people probably do. That will help save her from the surprise and grief of hearing it referred to casually later.

(Grief as in trouble, not grief as in sadness.)

So, accepting that remark, she says:] Whoever brought us here has the ability to revive the dead. [Never mind that Darma has a name—to Veronica, Darma is still a "whoever."] It might be different, but there was definitely a dead boy from my town sitting in one of those pods. I can't even begin to look into that, but it might be something for you to check out.