"I should be able to heal that too." Dory told her softly as he drew his wand. He was silently grateful that the assault hadn't been worse than what was obviously visible. Short of her obliviating him there was nothing that could be done to stop him from going after the bastard in that case.
Placing the rag back on the bed besides her, Dory then murmured, "The spell might sting more. I'm sorry if it does, it'll be over quick." Merlin, did he wish he knew numbing spells. Anything to prevent her from feeling more pain. Once she acknowledged that she was ready, Dory cast the stitching spell and immediately returned his wand to his pocket once it had healed.
Placing the rag back on the bed besides her, Dory then murmured, "The spell might sting more. I'm sorry if it does, it'll be over quick." Merlin, did he wish he knew numbing spells. Anything to prevent her from feeling more pain. Once she acknowledged that she was ready, Dory cast the stitching spell and immediately returned his wand to his pocket once it had healed.