[ Alice flinches just slightly, her self preservation instinct strong even in death. Then she snickers at herself, and then the magical creature finally tells her what's wrong.

Even before she went to Brakebills and started on this disaster of a life path, she would've been curious to know more. Now that there's... relatively no risk here? Well, why the hell not ask? ]

You sensed me just walking up to the bonfire, enough that it broke your meditation?

[ Not surprising, except Alice doesn't know what kind of creature this is, and therefore knows nothing about her magic. ]

"You hateful things"-- do you mean humans, or just creatures not like you?