Relief bloomed in his chest as she agreed, and Faustus gave her a small reassuring smile. Focusing on her palms first, he gently removed the larger pieces embedded in her hands before pointing his wand at her hand and muttering, "Terego." The cuts on her hand sealed up neatly, only leaving small traces of blood in the creases of her palm, which he ran a thumb over to wipe away.
Next came the harder part. Setting down his wand, Faustus met her gaze again and nodded reassuringly before taking her ankle gingerly in his hands. In his inspection, he saw something poking out from her dress, a small pool of blood around it. A glass shard had embedded itself in her knee. Merlin, she'd barely said a word about that. Faustus made a mental note to look at that that after they'd seen to her ankle.
It helped that she was wearing stockings, so he wasn't touching bare skin, but he still tried to work quickly and efficiently. He could only do so much, however, as his side was still throbbing. There was precious little they could do about a puncture in his side though. The adrenaline from making sure she hadn't been severely injured was fading and it was getting harder to keep his posture upright as he investigated her ankle for any sprains.
Supporting her leg with one hand, he gently ran his fingers along the curves of her ankle. It didn't take a healer to know that it was most definitely broken - one side was significantly more swollen than the other. He grimaced apologetically at her, picking up his wand. The spell was simple enough and he was confident in his capabilities to mend a simple broken bone, but it wouldn't be comfortable. Pointing his wand, he said, "Episkey."
Next came the harder part. Setting down his wand, Faustus met her gaze again and nodded reassuringly before taking her ankle gingerly in his hands. In his inspection, he saw something poking out from her dress, a small pool of blood around it. A glass shard had embedded itself in her knee. Merlin, she'd barely said a word about that. Faustus made a mental note to look at that that after they'd seen to her ankle.
It helped that she was wearing stockings, so he wasn't touching bare skin, but he still tried to work quickly and efficiently. He could only do so much, however, as his side was still throbbing. There was precious little they could do about a puncture in his side though. The adrenaline from making sure she hadn't been severely injured was fading and it was getting harder to keep his posture upright as he investigated her ankle for any sprains.
Supporting her leg with one hand, he gently ran his fingers along the curves of her ankle. It didn't take a healer to know that it was most definitely broken - one side was significantly more swollen than the other. He grimaced apologetically at her, picking up his wand. The spell was simple enough and he was confident in his capabilities to mend a simple broken bone, but it wouldn't be comfortable. Pointing his wand, he said, "Episkey."