"I'll have a look around, see what I can find to use as a focus. Mind you, it might not be a full fix. But it'd be something to be getting on with."

A cross, maybe, okay. Though the City is pretty sparse on religious iconography. A magic square? That's got possibilities.

Constantin realizes after a moment that she's about to go down a mental rabbit hole of trying to remember her Abramelin, and pulls herself back to the present.

"Er, how're you feeling right now?"