Well, he had here there. "I quite agree, it's rather akin to losing a limb, or so I've been told." She wasn't sure she'd every really heard from somebody it had happened to, but it had been likened to it somewhere along the line. "Crafting one for yourself must have been terribly tricky." Febs always wondered if wandmakers were able to craft a wand specifically with a person in mind, but hadn't the inclination to ask.

"I fear I've already taken up enough of your day, best of luck with the first years and thank you again, Mr. Ollivander." Febs would have normally been more than happy to stay and chit chat, but she wasnt'e exactly feeling herself, and he was likely busy now that he could actually get back to work. With one more warm smile, she and Mrs. H took their leave to head home. Febs was in desperate need of a nap.