Ah, so it was the uncle. At his rambling departments Malou found herself interjecting almost absentmindedly , "Artifact incidents." Rosamund wasn't in the same ward but they regularly ate lunch together.

"Yes, thank you." She handed him the hankercheif back with a small smile. "I work at St. Mungo's so I'm sure they will be able to patch me up if I'm not." It probably wouldn't hurt to go find the Bones ladies though, Rosamund might have a keener set of eyes on the wound than Malou would be able to given that it was her nose and not a finger in question.