Michael nodded. He picked up the smooth stone. He glanced at Charity before learning what the stone held. After a moment, he set it back down.
Charity didn't need to explain her magic. He had spent enough time with Harry, he'd fought along side Harry many times. He felt sadness for Charity, that she had surpressed that part of herself, that she'd sacrificed it all away for the sake of her children, only to have it backfire.
Michael looked up to his wife's face. "I love you, and everything you are. I support you in this, Cherry."