Faolan chews his lip for another moment, before shrugging. Honestly, he doesn't really know the answer to that. He just went to her because he didn't want to go get stitched up, and because it might get him healed quicker as well. If he'd been thinking about it more in the moment he might have questioned the safety of such a thing.

"The word was that she was a healer," he tries to explain to the other man. "I needed healing. It was either that or take myself to the hospital..." Having accompanied him to the hospital once when they first met, he's sure that it's not a great surprise that he chose the alternative instead. "It... Seems fine. Better than it would have been if I didn't see her, at least." Faolan knows that he's not exactly being all that reassuring.