Zatanna looked at Haruto, as if doing the mental math.

"Unless you're a world-class sorcerer and keeping it under your hat -" She lifted up hers and yep, that was a rabbit on her head under it, briefly visible until she put her hat back down, "he's right."

In the grand scheme of it all, she knew her place. Compared to some mages and sorcerers - many of them now gone - she was hardly more than a hedge witch.

"There is one mage I know of that might be willing to help, but it's...risky, in more ways than one. And it'll be like getting blood from a stone - without magic, that is - to get him to help us."

She cast a nervous glance over at Bruce, knowing exactly how he was going to react to the suggestion.

"Timothy Hunter."