"We could get leeches. Me. Myself. I. I can get leeches." Making a slurping noise that he would imagine a leech makes since all things need to make noise don't they, there's nothing in the world that goes by silently, he gestures to Cade's leg again. "Slap those on the afflicted area and suck out the bad bits. Then burn them. That's what lowland humans like doing with dead things, great deal of fire all over the gaff when you find a dead thing and I mean, what's the worst that'll happen to a leech? You can give it to Christine to study, she's polite enough she'd say thanks."

Through her teeth maybe, she's the sort of feisty Yngvi likes and Asher was very fond of but still, an offer would be an offer. Even if Cade doesn't agree he's confident he could do it. Sneak in. Warm the leech up so it's not cold. Dry it a bit because they're damp too. Then just drop it and let it get on with things.

"Anyway, let's put it this way: you have a leg. I've seen lots of people - lots of dwarves - who got something nasty in a wound and when the healer couldn't get it out they cut the whole thing off to stop it spreading. Never quite prepares you for a man missing an arse. Or just the knee, that was a weird one. A whole leg but no knee."