[Her eyes sparkle when he looks back at her, lips parting in a soft laugh. The creatures protectiveness of him is noted, and she holds up her hand in a placating gesture...while showing it to Red. Her fingers are still glowing slightly, a faint pulse and echo of the magic she's cast.

Taking a step back, she flicks her wrist and the energy dissipates]

I asked one of the spirits here to help you. It agreed, and took care of your wings.

[She turns her attention to Ivysaur, still smiling. It probably deserved an explanation too, and if still smelled sweet so...she addresses it.]

Don't worry, little one. I'm not going to hurt your friend. I promise you that, on my power.