Kitty, I come from a world where we've got cyborgs. Even back home, replacin' a couple of fingers ain't no big deal. Kinda figured it wouldn't be here either when it's all make-pretend. [ If it can rain ducks, he can get robot fingers. ]
What kinda person would it make me if I just magicked away every time I got hurt? I wouldn't learn nothin' an' then I'd be dead.