She stood up and tried to stretch, realizing her shoulder hurt more than she first thought. She winced at the sudden stab of pain, lowering her arm. How hard did she fall last night? Perhaps it was dislocated, but she hoped not. She finally stood up and grabbed her coat off of the ground and moved out of the way, just in case someone came in. Her hand glowed as she rested it on her shoulder, using it like a heating pad to calm the muscles.  It was still tender, but she sat through the pain to try and see if she could fix the issue on her own. Needles were a big no for her. Past experiences... weren't all that positive. But, despite her efforts, the shoulder still pained her. She was reluctant, but if he could help with the pain... maybe she could sit still through the injection? Despite the fear of needles, she would do just about anything to get it to stop.