"Shush," Mackenzie snipped at Amery as he tried to talk. He didn't need to talk--- partly because it would make it easier on her, and partly because it would just be less awkward that way. She had no clue what they were doing in here, and frankly, she didn't even want to know. Well, she did, but not badly enough because this was just too weird for her liking.
After a few minutes, Amery was done. For the most part, at least; he was going to be fine. Mackenzie took a deep breath, and pushed her hair out of her face. She had a potion in her bag to complete the treatment, and she would feel much better if he actually went to Mungo's to rest but, somehow, she figured he wouldn't do that. Either way, he was just going to have to lay there and wait for a few moments. Perhaps think up of a polite way to say thank you to her.
Finally, Mackenzie shuffled over to Grayson. He wasn't much better than his brother, so why he said to treat Amery first was... questionable. She blinked, snapping herself out of her thoughts before quickly getting to work. Just don't think about it. Don't notice that this is Grayson, half alive on the floor. Really.
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