He was right, of course he was right, he was the expert after all! The last thing she needed was to have everything get worse because it was tinkered with. She really would be loathe to need a new one. "Of course, I trust your expertise, I would be silly not to." Febs fluttered her lashes playfully at him. Just because she was currently entangled didn't mean she was oblivious to a handsome face willing to flirt with her.

"I suppose it's no emergency, not worth sending to London. I think it would be safer here with you than in my own hands, clearly." She was the one who'd cracked it after all. "It wouldn't be too much of an imposition would it?" Honestly Febs had no idea how long the wand would be in his possession at this point, but it wasn't doing her any good anyway, it may as well be where it could get fixed quickly should the fog leave as mysteriously as it arrived.