Adrian Blackwood

No, Adrian, you were not going to make this Lydia's problem again. She refused. She had so little left to sacrifice. What was she going to lose this time? Wickham?!

The only outward sign of this thought process was a single rather sharp look before she returned to her usual bubblier countenance and said, "I'm sure there are still witches in Hertfordshire! Imagine if they'd stopped being born!" Probably fewer seventh daughters of seventh daughters about, though.

That did not touch on the subject of whether or not they could handle Wormentongue, granted, because Lydia was certain they couldn't. Not on their own, anyway. Miss Lambe had had to come into her power to deal with him the first time.