There wasn't a response he could have given her that would have frustrated her more. This time it was her own lip she bit down on as she to keep her cool. It was probably still too soon to be belligerent, he might just try to send her back to the forest or kill her right there. There had to be something she could do to hasten her reunion with her wand.

"That'll take weeks." She refused to live like a muggle for even one week. If it really came down to it then she'd damn well try to teach herself wandless magic just to spite him but that would probably be a lot of effort for minimal gain. "There must be something I..." Before she could finish her sentence in such a way that would sound too close to begging, she fell silent and instead raised her left hand, thrusting it towards him and holding it there in a way she hadn't since their wedding day, albeit a great deal more rigidly.

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