[ Well, she can see why someone would want to heal the wound sooner than necessary at least. He's a werewolf - so she knows he can handle it - but still. ]

That would be me, [ she answers, beaming right back at him. ] And you totally did! I haven't done anything like that since my roadie days, honestly, so that was... interesting.

[ She remembers the night in bits and pieces, as if it were just some elaborate dream moreso than an alternate reality Though she does recall- ] I got a few scrapes and bruises. Nothing that can't be kissed and made better.