"Declan," Sage hissed out, anticipating a slice of some kind, not a broken digit that clearly was fractured in more than one place. "Merlin's beard, you are the best practice I could ever ask for and I hate it." For all she was good at her job, Sage loathed seeing people in pain, especially people she loved. It was part of why she had become so focused on her work; at least there she could make people feel better, even if she could not do so for herself.

Grabbing him gently by the wrist, she pulled him to the closest chair and pushed him into it. "Take this," she said upon immediately summoning a pain potion from within her bag. "I'm going to have to straighten it back out and it's going to hurt." He was probably used to it, considering this was not the first time she'd fixed something he had broken; and that fact that he made his extra money through boxing, but she always felt the need to preface it. The potion took a moment to kick in however. "Let me know when you can't feel it anymore." She advised as she bent over her bag to find a splint and bandages. "One of these days I'm not going to be able to straighten it out you know." Sage warned lightly, unable to hold in the more serious chastisement.