As soon as she acquires a towel, Shelly begins to apply pressure to Matt's wound. There is remarkably little bleeding. It's another clue to her that the weapon was magically fortified and meant to do damage that way rather than physical harm, though there is plenty of that, too.
"Nothing major appears to have been struck. You're lucky, Matt." She carefully cleans the wound and then reaches into her own bag for a syringe. Anesthetic, for the stitches. But as she does that, she begins to chant a bit. A rich, deeply toned Haitian accent takes over her voice and anyone with any understanding of Voodoo will understand that she's contracting with the loa on Matt's behalf.
Essentially, she's putting herself up as collateral for the well-being of the man under her hands.
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