Regulus chuckled, glad to have someone around to distract him. Maybe this whole friendship with the Muggles thing could work after all. They didn't seem so bad. After all, despite not having magic on her side, this girl could apparently fix his arm.
The wizard sat down next to Bella and watched what she was doing carefully. Maybe he could figure out how to do this on his own, just in case he didn't get his wand back. He wasn't holding out much hope. It was most likely lost to the New York streets by now. "I've never had to deal with any of this stuff," he admitted, looking at the stuff inside the box. "Fixing yourself up was much easier back home."