Downstairs the door opens and in walks a six year old girl with a weird animal.
So on his way back out he tells Aaron to snag a Vala next time they're around.
And a while after that a tall woman with shimmery silvery hair whose presence rather emphatically radiates that she is a god walks into the infirmary.
"Hi! Varda. I wanted to know if there was anything I could do to help you out in combating witches."
"So there is kinda this problem where magical girls are the ones who can kill witches but we can't kill them all or we won't have any magic any more and I think then we'd die or something."
"I dunno, maybe back when there were less people there couldn't be too many witches but now there's cities and stuff and they'd never starve till everyone was dead."
"Nah, most people can't, there's this cute fluffy guy who goes and finds people who can and grants them wishes."
"They don't like literally eat stuff. Mostly. They just make people miserable and violent."
"Yeah, uh, while I'm here I can do magic and my gem doesn't get any dimmer," she points at it where it's set in an ornament on a sash around her waist, glowing robin's-egg blue, "but outside it does, it's bad if I run low."