[ Huh. He can actually get serious. It's sort of incredible to watch. Magilou glances between Wei Wuxian and Maya, looking utterly perplexed by this turn of events, but still no much more worse for the wear than that bump. ]

I've had worse. [ She shrugs in the puppet's arms. ] But... Bringing me to a fair and kind healer's house absolves you of any debt. So.

[ She turns to Maya, just to be actually helpful for once, and adds, in a much more muted tone than usual: ]

I always manage to spring back up, and it seems like there's no outer damage, but if he insists. I might have been witchnapped, but I'm not one to turn down the healing of a kind soul.