The witch was probably a real odd-ball, she was a playful and fun girl. If you annoyed her she would mess with you using magic. Nyla never cursed people, never transfigured anyone, never been bad; all she wanted to do was be good. Watching him the girl scooted closer and hugged his gently, "Don't worry, me and my friends will make sure you're safe and feeling good." letting go she took the glass and picked up spammer who purred, "Yes, Palmer." he said. The girl looked to the boy, "You won't need to move, I can get you to the kitchen Just fine." she snapped her fingers and the board Tsuki sat on lifted slowly, "He has no memory Miss Nyla."<br/>"He doesn't?" the cat nodded and purred jumping to sit on the boy's leg, "Palmer, what's 'Ny-mew'?"<br/>"His attempt at your name." she giggled, "That's cute." she said and gripped the board. Guiding it to the kitchen, "He also is saying that he is hungry and very mug in pain." Nyla made a face and paused in her walking. Stepping near to where his face was she flicked her wrist and a book appeared. It flipped to a page and she held her hands out. She began speaking in Latin and soon his bruises began to sink away and vanish, the cuts began to heal but only a little to ease his pain. She finished and the book vanished, when she got him full she would tend to the wounds. She ruffled his hair, "Feel better my Micino?"