"I can at least seal the wound quickly. I'll take care of the rest when I get back." Leaning against a wooden fence, she musters focus enough to force the blood to coagulate rapidly, slowing her bleeding until it trickles to a sluggish stop. It still hurts, though; she breathes out a hard sigh when she pushes off from the fence again.

"See? You don't have to worry." Irhya smiles up at Hythlodaeus, nodding. "I'm sorry you had to see that, at any rate."