She's actually like to get a closer look at just how well-healed those injuries are, but she's also not about to get that close, the concern that someone might try to take her device still nagging in the back of her mind. 'Magic', indeed. More like a suspicious cover-up for whatever advanced tech he's using.

"I don't mean your home town, I meant..." what exactly? Even assuming this meant the Everett interpretation was correct in some form, nobody quantitatively described any form of coordinates in the universal branching yet. At least in her dimension and her time. "...decoherence branch. Superposition on the universal waveform. Or whatever your preferred terminology is," she settles for.