But, she didn't even reach for the handle of her wand to reassure herself of its presence. Besides, her reflexes were still quick enough even after months of disuse to curse the arsehole if he tried anything first. Wood didn't need much provocation to strike. She knew to not trust the fact that he was ordered to leave her alone within the wards. Like she already figured out early on in her residence in the unexpected village, no one would hardly kick up a fuss if she was harmed. Wood could probably strike her in the heart with an Avada in the middle of the community with every single resident watching and he would still walk away with little more than a slap on the wrist. She couldn't count on the promise the leaders made that she would remain unharmed. Not when a clearly disturbed man was on the loose and stalking her every move.