Clara shrugged at the comment as she went about unlocking doors and removing ward after enchantment after spell. Pausing only to count out how many she had removed and how many more she had to go. In total there were twelve, but she never put them up in the same order thus she had to remember them how she had placed them the last time.<br/><br/>"Blame Dad." she replied, as she tapped her forehead trying to recall if she had placed the spell to incinerate intruders when they crossed the threshold, or if it was the immobility enchantment that was next. "He's the one who told the druids to send any dark magics they couldn't contain my way." she grumbled. "And sometimes it's easier to avoid a body count if I just go get them myself. Hence why I didn't call you last. I was in Lairg digging the damn blade out of Loch Shin." She grumbled. "And if you were so hard up for cash you could has watched the shop. So I wouldn't of had to close it while I was gone. I'me sure Mom and Dad would of done most of the talking." she added, seeing the scene in her head. Issac sleeping behind the desk with Mom or Dad if not both helping the customers.<br/><br/>"Damn!" she bit turning to Issac jumping up slightly as she snatched his black beanie from his head and tossed at the door and watching closing as it froze in midair a split second before it burst into flames the into nothing but a pile white ash the poofed into a thin white cloud when it hit the floor. "Oh so that's how I did it." she stated, thoughtfully and removed the last two wards with little trouble.<br/><br/>Clara had never been very good at spells as her own magic was more like a extension of her body like a leg or hand or lung. She used it when she needed to without any concentration to do so. She never needed spells to work her magic, it flowed naturally through her blood thanks to two or three distant relatives that had not been human. But even with her natural magic, remembering the specifics of every spell, ward, enchantment and so forth had never gone over well for her. Unlike Issac who she had always quietly considered and envied for his nearly encyclopedic knowledge. Another reason she knew her parents loved him, he would have made them the perfect son.<br/><br/>"I'll buy ya new hat." she stated as she turned to face him, finding her with him as she thought on her parents praise of him.