[Part of Taylor futilely wants to hide the hand where the string is tied behind her back, as if that'd conceal the fact she's also obligated to make confessions about things, about how she feels, like to delay it a little more and not have to put in plain sight something that makes her feel vulnerable in this group of people she's working with. Takes all of her willpower to let her hand hang to the side, she making the bugs her red thread were tied to go away because it'd call a little too much attention to see that.

Still, Boimler's statement does get her to raise her eyebrows]

I mean, I get it. Good news, a lot of bullshit does have its own little rules. Why hate magic so much, though?

[All magic is just science that hasn't been fully understood yet, they say! Or something like that -- and Taylor is well aware that's not too far from the truth.]

If it makes you feel better I don't have magic bullshit, so that's all fine. I have nothing like that.

[........

Half-truth. Taylor may not have magic, but she has superpowers, powers she has been hiding from the rest, things she didn't want them to be aware of. She can already see it coming: this string, and the rest of the things happening in the Workshop today, it all is going to lead to her unmasking. She's going to have to admit she's concealing actual powers over insects, she's sure that's big enough for the string to accept as she opening up and exposing some vulnerability -- because she wanted to keep it hidden to not cause undue suspicion on herself]