Daffy simply tutted at Jack as he protested, moving her mortar into the water for a moment before adding some of the things she'd collected from the greenhouse. "Fill that bucket there and put your hand in it." The cold water would keep the boils from spreading for the moment and keep some of the irritation down, but it wouldn't last too long.

"Like I said, I appreciate the sentiment, but really, I work with flowers. Your handsome face is all I need to grace the shop." She teased, casting a look at him over her shoulder. Daffy worked away at the pestle making a paste that would take care of his irritated skin rather quickly, but he might have the bandages on for a day or two.

It took her a few more minutes of puttering, but she finished up a quick salve for his hand. "Alright, let's see," She motioned for him to come over and have a seat on her stool. "What happened to all that training for work, hmm? Just picking up random things off the ground doesn't seem very safe, now does it?" Of course the weed did look rather harmless, but still!