The sugar runes scatter.
The lights flicker.
And the witch is holding -
Ooh, food! He's actually kinda hungry, what with the long trek he just got surprise-snatched from.
Om nom. She grabs an apple from the fruit bowl when she's had her meat and veg.
"Thank you very much for the food," Sadde says when he's done. "So it just occurred to me—is there a way for you to protect the alethiometer from being snatched by someone else doing a similar spell?"
"I could try some stuff, but mostly I just don't expect any other witches to do that. Since I'm apparently the first one to think of it."
"I suppose... But security through obscurity does not leave me feeling very secure."
"I'd classify that as a curse! What if you drop it somewhere inconvenient?"
"It's just, what's it called, that thing where more complicated things are less likely to be true, it makes sense that they'd be harder to make a spell for."
"It doesn't always apply very straightforwardly - witch magic treats living things as more basic than they are."
"That seems like a good aesthetic fit, at least. And should still hold that putting more conditions together would make stuff harder."