Sansa's eyes grew larger as she carefully observed all that Hermione did to heal the tiny needle prick. She wished the wand hadn't been put away. The tempation to hold it was appealing, after one of them belonging to a student who dropped hers had practically leapt into her hand. She was sure about this, even if she had almost been touching it when that happened.
"Episkey," she repeated thoughtfully before saying "Thank you." She rubbed her indox finger over where the wound had been and looked at Hermione. "I will take some classes. I certainly need muggle studies. And..." She paused for a moment before calmly continuing, hiding her quickly beating heart behind measured words. "I think I have some magic. It's not considered such a good thing in Westeros but I see people don't think the same way at Hogwarts."