In only a moment Mr. Ollivander appeared and made his way toward the counter. Somersby stepped up, fishing his wand out of his pocket and ginerly laying it before them. "I was rather hoping you could take a look at this and see if it could be repaired?" Somersby asked, a tinge of anxiety lingering in his tone. Anything had to be better than parting with the wand, he found himself thinking.