No. I’m good.
Essa sighed, tapping her foot. “Haly, be reasonable. Your magic has been… unstable lately.”
”No it hasn’t.”
”You went temporarily insane, had amnesia, caused two floods, and a large amount of roses.” Essa made a notation on her clipboard.
”I did not go insane!”
”You started spouting random poetry. Look, if you don’t want to come in, can I have a blood sample?”
”Fine.”