Syd motioned for his intern to start the process as he explained the young woman. "We're going to start by cleaning it well, to prevent any infection." Miss Bartleby started with her wand to remove the blood and debris while Syd supervised. He let her take her time to make sure there weren't any remnants lodged in the wound before continuing on.

The young intern then moved to get the dittany on her own choice and Syd nodded. "I don't think we'll need stitches unless the dittany is not strong enough." It usually did the trick on long gashes like this. Had it been much deeper it would have required a more practiced hand. Fortunately this was good practice for his intern and for Miss Fairchild, though no injury was preferable, he knew. "This may feel like a little bit of a tug on your skin." Syd warned the blonde, Miss Bartleby taking the vial of dittany and squeezing a few drops at a time onto the wound to let it work its intended magic.