[If you simply accept it as true, Spock, she'll be a little less confusing. But as it is, she lets him take her wand because it won't go off for anyone else anyway, and she takes it back when he's finished. She doesn't tuck it away, though, just holds it for now because it's nice to have the comforting warmth of her wand's core in her palm.

At his question, she shakes her head.]

We've got Blood-Replenishing Potions in my world. But I've received—transfusions? Is that the word?—in the City before, because obviously I didn't have that potion on hand when I needed it.

[She's been in hospital for more than just a magical plague, in other words. The City is rough and regardless of age (she was seventeen at the time), you will get hurt.]