Wilder nodded as her paws gripped the chain before her. "Yes, it should work for whoever is wearing it." She closed her eyes and focused, pressing that healing magic she had come to know forward, but before it could properly catch onto the quartz, the enchanting failed and faded away, leaving the stone nonmagical - still glowing, but unenchanted.

Wilder hissed and cursed under her breath. Of course it didn't work. She glanced at Zephiran briefly, ears pointed back. "Sorry, uh, let me try again. This magic is a little fickle."

Wilder held the chain again in her paws and started the process over. Like pressing leverage through a crack to widen it, her magic tried to wheedle into the quartz crystals, but the snap-back this time with her impatience to not fail in front of the kid again, was far more severe then it had been a moment ago. It didn't come with a bit of numbness in her paws, but rather seemed to reach back, towards that switch in her mind that turned on and off the madness, that she never touched herself but seemed to activate on its own.

Gold and pink swirled in her vision as it began to seep into her consciousness, knowing that she could help here - she could help protect this kid and potentially another that he was close to, and she had to do this now. Or else she would be giving it up.

Zephiran would see Wilder go from fairly composed to hunching over the necklace, ears flattened against her head, a faint trembled in her shoulders as she desperately tried to make it work.

Desperation spurred on my Hume's madness made her clutch tighter at the quartz, as if that would give her any more strength of magic to make the enchantment work. Her head spun from the rebounded spell and the cosmic burden on her mental state. Still, through all of it, she was spurred on to finally get the wedge that was her spell into the essence of the chain and, once again, a colorless glow emanated from it as it awaited the input.

She didn't hesitate this time, with intentions at the forefront of her mind and the drive of madness edging her forward. Magicka crackled around her paws, her eyes glittered in clouds of pink and gold, the edge of her figure seemed to blur, glitching, shifting in place ever-so-slightly from the strength of the magic she was pressing into the object.

From where her paws touched the crystal chain, water seemed to suddenly surge, a stream wreathing from her body over the chains, threading through them and then soaking into the quartz and disappearing. The colorless glow turned faintly blue for a moment, and then settled. It looked...similar to how it had looked before, simple smoky quartz chain around a glowing stone, but as Wilder picked it up from the ground and held it in her claws, she felt the cool touch of the water magic, but not unpleasantly cold. Like a soothing balm after touching heat.

She turned, the tension that had gripped her body moments before all gone now, as she handed the enchanted item back to Zephiran. "There. Sorry that it took a bit I've...never done that before." She was breathing a little heavy, weariness already settling into her bones. "I hope it works for you - I've enchanted it with a spell that should give you a bit of healing if you're hurt."