Edward had no idea what a "transfiguring spell" might be, or anything about the woman, really. She seemed friendly, at the very least, and Edward wanted some of her vibrancy to rub off on him and become his.
He began scanning the ground, finding several other sticks, picking them up one by one and either snapping them in half or seeing them roll ineffectively out of his unwieldy hands. Frustrated, he gave up.
"Tonks... I'm Edward..." Edward said, his voice small from over fifty years of disuse since Kim's departure.