Gently, he prised her fingers away from her wand, and slid it into her left hand. "Keep this," he ordered, and she did. She seemed relieved he hadn’t taken it from her. With a charm, he examined the bones in her hand—two of them were broken in multiple places. Her middle finger was half-twisted, nearly broken in two. He wondered if she was telling the truth; it seemed to be more of an injury than a simple fall.