Leather creaked, as Lone Wolf went to her knees - A soft hissing purring from her lips, as she surveyed the damage. Unlike the others, she'd never had the chance to learn the Discipline of Healing...<br/><br/>-She caught herself. She might never have the chance, now. "Shhhhh - Save your strength," she murmured - Carefully, carefully unfastening the seal on one of the potions she held. Leaning in close, she lifted the potion to his lips - "Drink this, but slowly. Small swallows. There's water, too, if you need it..." Her gaze lingered on his gashed arm - She'll have to bandage them, once she'd made sure that infection hadn't set in. For now - the important thing was to get him to down the potion.<br/><br/>Still...Her curiosity was piqued. "You're a strong man," she marveled - "...What *happened* here~?"<br/><br/>And all the while, the lovely blonde was attending to him - Patiently measuring out swallows from the flask, holding herself poised.