Wyatt moved like Isabella did when there was trouble. Without hesitation. Without questions. He did what needed done without needing to be told what it was that needed done. Isabella, who was working on adrenaline anyway, was grateful for that. And grateful that Wyatt could actually heal Lily. Thank Merlin! Things were going to be okay. Lily was here and safe and healthy again.
Isabella walked quickly up behind Wyatt. She sat down beside Lily when Wyatt was finished and brushed the hair from her cousin's face. "Yeah, this is Lily. I was messing around in the kitchen with that crystal. I guess she was in San Francisco this whole time." Isabella didn't have the presence of mind to deal with that thought right now. That meant there was no deny that demons and death eaters were working together. And targeting her family. Isabella had more important things to worry about right now.
Like Lily. "How you feelin, duckie? Got a clear head now?" She had no idea how much Wyatt's healing could fix. But she figured Lily had been a little dazed from pain and exhaustion. She knew that feeling. And when Wyatt had healed her, she cleared up too. "You okay, Lils?"