Sim knew as well as anyone that wizard or not, the last thing he resorted to in a sticky situation was his wand. For some people it was like a whole limb attached to them, but maybe he and Meka had that in common.
"It don't matter. You're okay, that's what's important" he sighed with big eyes. Opening the kitchen door he yelled at some kids he knew and pointed at Kekoa. "Get him out of here. Just leave him in the street, someone'll help him eventually" he muttered, patting one of the kids on the back before holding his hand out to Meka.