[Shoulder aside, moderate bruising. It could be treated later. Now that she has a clear view of his condition she turns, flicking through the items she'd grabbed for her tray and plucks up a syringe. Morphine. She probably can't treat his shoulder at the moment, but she can make it hurt less... but his collarbone looked. Off. Hm.]
...I would not have asked if I did not want to know Lupin.
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...I would not have asked if I did not want to know Lupin.