"Oh, I still have my wand. It's just... slightly better than useless here, unfortunately." In all fairness, it might be broken, but she doubts that anyone here would be able to repair it properly. Unless someone wanted to take on a project of searching for vine and dragon heartstring, but she doubts she'll find anyone who'd take that upon themselves, and she certainly isn't going to ask. "I've been told using a staff might be easier, but I don't know; potentially running for my life with a staff strapped to my back or in my hand just sounds like a recipe for disaster."

At Emma's confession, Hermione's about to explain that she'd be in no more danger than the entire Council of Mages combined, since Skyhold doesn't exactly seem to hold much of a grudge against them. But it's Emma's choice to keep her magic under wraps, and the least Hermione can do is respect that.

"Fair enough," she tells her. "It doesn't have to be advertised that you can do magic. After all, from what I know about your world, it would make complete sense that you'd be interested in magic whether or not you could do it, so no one who isn't a mage would have to know what you're capable of. Or no one outside a smaller group of mages, if you really feel the need to hide."