Emily smirked. With HER permission... she could get used to this. "Just don't curse yourself or anything will ya?" she warned, an eyebrow raised in concern. Heck, she'd only just got him back, if he was harmed on her watch, she'd.... she'd... not cope well. Emily knew that Sabel was careful, though sometimes reckless, but they both matured over year it seemed. Either way, they'd been trained in this sort of stuff, now all they had to do was put it into practice.

Emily continued to observe the bits and bots in the room, blowing at the dust here and there to get a better look. But perhaps what they were looking for wasn't in plain sight... If she were an evil time stealing witch, where would she hide her pried possessions, her trophies... her method. She'd definitely conceal it. And conceal it well at that.
With a swift flick of her wrist, her wand shot into her hand, where it felt at home... the beak of her phoenix tattoo just noticeable at the hem of her sleeve.