Well, Izzy knows that her brother will be relieved. And she's done exactly what she promised she'd do now....she's spoken with Magnus about the energy, which means that she's a woman of her word. There aren't many people that Izzy is comfortable speaking with an injury about--even her brother borders on the uncomfortable, so the fact that she trusts Magnus on this level is importang. She hates being...weak and vulnerable, but she knows that he'll help and she doesn't believe that he'll see her as weak, or a burden because of it.

"Thank you, Magnus." The words are genuine as Izzy gives her brother-in-law both a smile and a nod that shows just how much she respects him. She trusts that he'll keep his word. Knows it, actually. The laugh that bubbles up escapes after a moment. "I knew you adored me!" She teases before brightening a the sight of the purple drink that is conjured for her.

"I think that sounds like an excellent idea. My favorite sort of prescription!" Taking the cocktail Izzy lifts it slightly. "To family, mainly the two most stylish individuals in our's, hm?" Izzy winks, playfully, not even letting a lingering injury dull her sparkle and demeanor.