This is a city, if your standards for "city" don't require skyscrapers, electricity, or plumbing. She's landed on a side street; to her left, the crosswise thoroughfare has people hollering about their things for sale, people hurrying on foot and poking along on horseback to get here and there, storefronts and apartments in two and three story structures. The street she's standing on is quieter, houses and less customer-facing businesses, though it has its share of spillover traffic; she has not yet been noticed, by that fellow leading a goat or that woman with a basket of laundry or that family all holding hands so as not to lose each other. It's a cool day, a little misty.
"She's my master, ma'am. If she doesn't want me to, I'm not going to, and I'm very sure she doesn't."
"If she knew who to talk to about it, and it was taken care of reasonably quickly - within a few days - that might work. I'll need to ask her whether she expects being around whitemages to bother her, but I expect she'll just heal them more often if it does."
"I suspect that it won't actually come up, ma'am. She doesn't have a problem with hitting as a reasonable punishment, only when it goes beyond that into just being harmful. And she might agree to leave instead of attacking anyone if it does come up."
"I can tell you more about the situation, and a similar one that she didn't react to, if you think that would help, ma'am."
"I think it might, ma'am." And she describes the two situations, in a fair amount of detail - the smallness of the girl, the fact that she'd only fallen, Deskyl's observation that she was already weirdly scared even before her mother started beating her, suggesting a pattern of abuse, and, by contrast, the situation with the boy and his father, where the result was apparently the same, but the details made it completely uninteresting to her.
"It's possible that she already knows whether there are any problems like that at the Temple-Guild; I'm not sure how much attention she's been paying to that sort of thing. She could check, if she hasn't been."
"I don't think I can predict what she's going to want to do with herself more than two or three years in the future in any case, ma'am, and it's probably safe to assume that the situation at the Temple-Guild will be acceptable for that long if it's acceptable now. And it's very likely that she'll have figured out how to reverse dwindling within that time frame if it's possible at all; she'll be much faster at it if she's living near the mages."
"I'm not sure we understand how you view magic use here, ma'am; would it have been better if she'd used violence rather than magic to get past the girl's father?"
"She'd still have the implicit threat of magic available for anyone who recognized her. A goldmage bodyguard in uniform is usually sufficient to deter attackers without ever needing to interfere with time. It is not legal for nonmagical persons to burgle and batter one another, but the Temple-Guild doesn't handle it."