Well this was not where she expected things to go today. A rather filthy dwarf with a bite injury. Still, the Avvar woman was not about to turn him away. One because he needed help and two because she wasn't bothered by the filth.

"Sit. What bit you?" He didn't seem poisoned but best to be sure as rolled up the sleeves of her animal hides. At some point she knew she should change into lowlander clothes but some things were harder for her to let go of. Besides, she had no money anyway.

Getting a bucket with some water in it and a clean cloth, she explained her actions. "I will need to clean the bite so it will heal well."

Yes magic could just heal but it could always do so better with help. Especially when dwarves had that built in resistance to magic.

(At least the fennec had the grace to leap away and watch from a distance.)