Concoxi... [She repeats the words, though obviously nothing happens. She's not familiar with the spell, but then why should she be?] I see... the only spell I know for anything to be consumed is one that changes the flavor of food; I've never thought to use it for temperature, but I suppose it could...?

[She says, as if she's talking to herself, before glancing back up at him, trailing off. Right, she can't talk to herself like that.]

My experience is fairly broad-- everything I learned growing up, plus the curriculum at Luna Nova-- but if I had to choose a specialty, it'd be... magical linguistics and restorative spells? I like to consider myself a fairly well-rounded witch.

[She says, gesturing down to her feet, where her boots aren't sinking into the snow.]