Bruce had been around for some of it, though it was brief mostly out of a desire to give her some privacy. A female surgeon had been the one to look over her wounds, and Bruce checked them later on to confirm what he had gotten. Beyond that, he did not do much in that area.

He gives a wry smile in response to that first bit, though it falters slightly at the mention of the Wolf--Ruby. e had been there himself, had seen the Wolf and how it was with his eyes. She was still down in the dungeons recovering and Bruce hadn't quite mustered up the courage to see her yet, but--soon. Hopefully. Eventually.

"It was quite deep, but not deep enough to do any lasting damage," he reassures her, while he sets the cloth aside and brings out the poultice that he was going to use on her. "And you don't need to thank me; I'm just glad you're recovering without any further complications." Its the most he could ask for, honestly. The fact that she was on the road to recovery was a huge relief for him - and for the people who knew her too, he was sure.