Her eyes flutter shut involuntarily at the touch of his hands. There aren't words to describe what it feels like to have Merlin's magic moving through her, but when she opens her eyes again, she does feel pretty perfect - not just her knuckles, which no longer show any signs of having been hurt, but in general.

She grins (blushes a little, really, at his comment) and takes the donut he offers her. "So, do you remember the reason you wanted to go pick fights at a bar, or is that a blank, too?"