Dionisia tried to ignore any insincerity that might have been present in Mrs. Bone's tone; the healer-in-charge was in pain, and as such her words shouldn't be taken so heavily. The mediwitch offered a smile, stepping back to allow Mrs. Bones a chance to straighten herself up and put her clothes in place so Dionisia could assist her further.

"Do you need me to fix the dress? I'm sure I could find some thread," she said, referring to the small slices that ran down her bodice's backside. "You should go home for the day. If you need me, I-I'll be on call."