Alistar was gentle, carefully taking her chin in his hand to move her about in his view. A quick few muttered words soon caused his eyes to light up, the colors within more vibrant and reflected light stronger. Whatever the spell it was he cast, it did nothing to Clara immediately. From the effects she could notice, it was probably something to assist him in his work. A soft 'hmm' left his throat before he spoke to Clara once again. "This will sting on top of however much the bruise will hurt. But it is a salve I need for my spells, so forgive me," Alistar said politely, his free hand opening the briefcase as he spoke. Soon after the lid was popped open, Alistar's finger was dipped into a viscous substance and brought up to Clara's cheek.<br/><br/>It actually smelled nice, a faint scent of cinnamon to it, molded with a subtle undertone similar to cologne. But the scent was surely far from Clara's mind, as the moment the substance touched her skin, it burned. It was akin to being stung by a wasp or similar pest. And Alistar was not removing his finger. Instead, he began to carefully move his finger around the bruise, only removing it to collect more of the substance to apply. He was taking care to trace the veins that had burst, as well as to contain the bruise with this highly annoying sensation, it seemed. But finally, after what felt like it lasted a bit too long, Alistar removed his hand from Clara's bruise entirely, though the stinging sensation lingered. Alistar began to mutter again, the telltale sign of a caster, and the stinging began to stop. Wherever he had stopped, it began to fade from there first, slowly following the same path of his finger throughout Clara's cheek. It was slow, but as the stinging left, the pain of the bruise left as well. About midway through, there would be an.... unsettling pop as the vein was repaired back to it's original state. It was not painful, simply uncomfortable and unnerving.<br/><br/>After a total of about fifteen minutes, Alistar was finished, letting go of Clara's face and straightening himself. "I apologize for the time I took. I am getting a bit too old for house calls, I believe," Alistar said, turning to the briefcase to close... or retrieve something else. "Is there any other maladies that you need assistance with?" He asked, making sure all of his stuff was still secure in the briefcase.