Hope nodded. She wasn't sure exactly how to go about doing that, but it helped to know what their goal was. Killing it would have probably been easier, but she didn't want to do that if they didn't have to.
Her eyes widened at the brook flew toward his hand. Talk about stereotypical witch stuff. "Like on a broom?" she asked. "Not so much, but how hard can it be?" It wasn't like she could die, anyway.