Misty glances up, flushing instantly. She's been accepting that she isn't likely to be burned at the stake for her magic, but that doesn't mean she isn't worried at the same time. Not enough so though to not try and do what she can to protect those there. Anything to keep this place safe, and thereby maybe continue to live there.

"Just witchcraft," she says in a low voice, trying not to look as tense as she feels when talking about it still. "Just a protection and health spell. Seems it's something we might need here."