She opens her mouth, realizing she misheard him, though it's probably for the better. She was never known to be someone who didn't indulge in things she shouldn't when angry, depressed, or just stressed out in general. At least this way, she's not being reckless.

Though his magic is different from hers, it's still strong and easy to pinpoint. It's unique, despite its similarity to what she'd dealt with when Remus, Sirius, or Harry had used theirs; a different branch to the same tree. She makes a mental note to ask about the spell later, since she wasn't quite certain exactly what it was that he was doing, just that it was working. (And really, what was more important than that?)