The beautiful paradox is that if she doesn't need to be fixed, then the part of her that feels she does needs fixing. Maybe 'fix' is the wrong word, but care and maintenance is needed to keep a person working the same way you do with a car or a restaurant.

Sometimes you just need to invite an Angry Englishmen in to call you a donkey.

"Wild magic is fueled by emotions. I draw off my own feelings and experiences to shape the spell into what I want. But since it feeds off of me, it mimics me too." She gently touches the space of the ceiling more little clouds becoming known. "So if I get a cloud from a sunny day, well, that's pretty nice. Tornado warning green, or stormy gray? Well, probably means I haven't worked through all my fucking shit yet. Clouds are just a lot easier to conjure, and aren't as dangerous as wind or ice."

Which explained why Cadens didn't trust it - wild magic - not the way they did New Magic. The theory being an Expresso machine won't screw up your drink because it's having a fight with the sandwich press. Her emotions fed into her spells and could twist them into something wrong if she wasn't careful.