Making a show of putting his wand back in its place, Blaise pulled himself together. He didn't want it getting around that he was on a rampage against the Quarantine shield, even if he was. Not to mention he was essentially unarmed, and the thought made him eye her wand suspiciously. Even without magic, though, he had principals to uphold. He might have needed help, but not from someone like her.
"Now why," Blaise asked calmly, "would I ever divulge of lesser-known spells to someone with Muggle blood?"