<strong>Sabien Theunissen</strong><br/><br/>Sabien smiles a bit, chuckling at the comment and setting the makings of the splint aside and moving over to Theresa.  "On the count of three, then?"  She carefully took hold of the sections of leg, cautious not to move them before she needed.  "One...two...th" in the middle of the word she pulled and twisted the break point, tugging the white of bone back beneath skin in one smooth movement.  "There we are.  That should help mitigate the bleeding significantly, at least.  As for firmness...my body ceased aging effectively at the moment I became what I am.  In essence, my body has remained about 24.  My proper age is considerably more.  Ah, Tiphanie...and guest?"<br/><br/>She quirks a brow at the person escorting Tiphanie into the room.  She seems to shrug slightly and stands, seeming oblivious to the threat, and walks to Tiphanie to take her shirt and stockings.  "I do hope you'll at least permit basic medical care?"  She says in the direction of the officer before turning to bind the wounds with her stockings, tearing off strips of her shirt to use as bandages and material to hold the splint in place.