Billie isn't exactly amused by wind ruffling her hair. For her, it's less about asking and more about directing herself, not the magic. Rather than asking to move from one place to another, she tells herself where she absolutely wants to be. There, not here, and then it's done.
But that's the same thing, isn't it?
Rather than tell Strange any of that, lest he points that out and laughs at her over it, she reaches for the cloth again. She won't think of dragon fire — or even fire in general, just in case — and ends up glaring at it instead, telling herself and, she hopes, her magic that she needs to know about the last person who held it.
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But that's the same thing, isn't it?
Rather than tell Strange any of that, lest he points that out and laughs at her over it, she reaches for the cloth again. She won't think of dragon fire — or even fire in general, just in case — and ends up glaring at it instead, telling herself and, she hopes, her magic that she needs to know about the last person who held it.