Adia is ready to apologize for wasting the witch's time and make a quick retreat with Crookshanks when he makes a bargain of his own. Waiting nervously, she splits her gaze between the hazy gloom and the tabby at her feet. "You sure have a way with words," she murmurs to him softly.

The witch thankfully does not take long. "I...?" She spares another glance at Crookshanks, then nods. Hermione can handle herself with this swamp witch, certainly. And anyway, who's to say that she'll ask for anything nefarious? Just because she lives in a swamp and is giving off creepy vibes... don't be so prejudiced, Adia.

"I'll have Hermione come here as soon as she is free. I promise." She smiles gratefully. "And thank you."