Well, Hope was plenty comfortable with the idea of magic. She was a witch herself, and a powerful one.
"I don't," she answered. "I...healed on my own." She made a choice and showed the woman her hand, which was now as if nothing had happened at all.
"Part of being a tribrid." She smiled a little, sideways, and a little sadly. Being a tribrid made her the opposite of everyone else, and she wasn't a huge fan of that. But it was the way she was, and there was nothing she could do to change her destiny.