"Magic isn't real," she denies emphatically, still inspecting his hand with an air of condescending skepticism. Because of course she knows that, she's not going to be fooled. Just because most adults mistake her for gullible doesn't mean she actually is.

Of course, being suddenly surrounded by vibrant red blossoms that hadn't been there a moment is a hard trick to explain away and she goes carefully still, still gripping his hand in a tight grip as she glances around her in confused surprise.