"No more horrible at it than you were," she teased back. It was a good thing that there was only one wand in the room and it was between them. Hestia wasn't going to hex anyone unless they really deserved it now anyway. Right now she wasn't sure that most people deserved to be hexed, but she was feeling a bit weird from the whole ordeal.
It wasn't that she didn't like flying, she just wasn't good at it. And she wasn't scared of heights or anything. Her sense of balance was pretty bad. "Right, exactly. He's very adorable. I have to keep myself from pinching him .. and not in a dirty way." Well mostly anyway. "Maybe one day I'll have to ask him about the history thing and listen to this rant."
As far as the wand was concerned, she wondered why Angela had her mother's wand. "You have your mother's?" Well that was odd. Though she was clueless about what had happened. "I really can't take your wand. I'm just going to take polyjuice and go to Ollivander's and see if he'll help me out. Just get a generic one or something." She felt really weird taking someone's wand who needed it for themselves, even if Angela didn't think she needed it.