"But what they don't understand is, even if that happened, even if I were to allow one of you to risk yourselves in that way, it might not work. Getting my magic back when the lack of it has done this," she gestured down her body, "to me already, wouldn't necessarily mean that I would survive. Getting the magic back could kill me just as easily as keeping it away from me. I don't have any idea how it works. So, even if I were inclined to risk one of you to get it back, which I am not, it would be a fool's errand. An idiotic request of massive proportions. So, no. I don't have any plans. I don't intend on having any plans. My only request will be that the others leave this well enough alone." Pansy was nodding now, this was, actually, what she wanted.