He didn't mean it, he could have done a lot worse. [ When she repeats those words in her head, she practically groans at how typically cliche they sound. She's not some abused victim, just a stupidly protective sister who didn't quite catch on the meaning of 'get back' fast enough. She can barely wrap her head around it all, and she doesn't expect him to understand her, but getting it out makes her feel at least marginally less stressed anyway. ]

I didn't know what he was, I knew he'd changed but I didn't know what. He tried to warn me, but.. [ She shrugs and glances at the bite. ] It wouldn't be safer for him. People here don't know how powerful he is, he's one of the most dangerous things in my world. So maybe don't come around for a few days.

[ Stitches would be no problem - she'd had stitches as a five year old, surely an aeons old creature could handle it - except, they've not exactly got knock out drugs lying around. She frowns slightly, eyeing the cuts carefully. She wouldn't know if he's right or not, but she nods. ] That's fine, whatever has to happen. Is that...something you know how to do?

[ Call it dumb which it really, really is given the circumstances but she trusts him with this body a lot more than she does anyone else around here. ]