Bella's expression, which had been nothing except a deep frown and furrowed brow, changed in an instant. Her brows shot up, and her her mouth opened to let out a loud (and definitely improper) laugh. "Me? Hex you? Merlin, Regina, you must be so distraught that you'd suggest something so ridiculous!" She waved her hand dismissively. "I'm being trained as a healer, not a welcome witch. I could barely bring myself to attack someone attacking me, let alone someone I deeply care for. Go ask Cora — she's trained for that."