Claire's eyes went wide. "Magic? I'd like that. I don't want to be his anymore, he used to make me drink when I wasn't thirsty and didn't want to because he always said he knew what was best for me." She started to smile a little, still tugging at her hair. "Burn?"
Ferb noticed her brogue and looked down at his hands. She sounded almost cheerful. It was enough to make him wince.