He let go of her and Sina felt the loss of his hand. She put her hands in her pockets and fingered through them, checking for her belongings — wand, pocketwatch, a few chocolates she'd pocketed in the break room that night. Would the chocolates still be good? Perhaps she ought to have asked the man who'd untransfigured her; he ought to be an expert on wizard space.

"Apparently," Sina said. She pulled out one of the wrapped chocolates and looked at it before she stuck it back in her pocket. "They caught me trying to eat some birds." She hoped she had been a difficult circus creature. Hopefully she had even scratched the bastard who'd done this.

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