"Get a second opinion," Scully said bluntly. "His magic may have limits; or it may be his understanding. Possibly her hip sockets were broken during birth, possibly other internal injuries occurred. You're standing in one of the most medically advanced countries on the planet. At the very least, make sure there isn't some way she can't walk with crutches, and increase her independence and mobility." She paused, momentarily abashed. "I'm sorry. I'm going to be a doctor. And as I said, this is not the week where I'll accept anything without question. You're not her guardian, of course. But when she's older...."