Bleeding is what concerns her most- she'd like to be doing this in a sterile operating room with at least one other set of hands, but it is what it is and she focuses her mind on what's in front of her instead of wringing her hands about what isn't. When she swears, quietly and under her breath, she is so seamlessly dedicated to the identity she's created here that she does it in Hungarian.

-but the injury doesn't have to be life-threatening, as long as she gets this right, and she is nothing if not a damn good surgeon. By the time she's stitching the injury and incision closed, the balm (without a timely reapplication- her hands had been otherwise occupied) is beginning to lift its fog on him, although the local is still working like a champ.