Oops indeed. [She gives him an ironic smile.] It's not an easy thing to try and fight. We need mages and siege weapons, I think... and some way to heal poison. I'm glad to see that it hasn't infected your mind.

[She studies his face as she pulls the jacket away, and the cloth of the shirt beneath--yes, that looks like a four.]

Looks like it caught you on the scapula--the shoulderblade. Painful, but it's a nice flat piece of bone that kept it from getting deeper. [She lifts her staff, drawing out the magic so that it washes over the wound.] How does that feel?