"How much damage was there? What did she do? Is it still sore?"

Lancelot hesitates a moment, perhaps realising he is flooding the man with questions somewhat, and tries to swallow back his nerves.

"Forgive me -- I know I am not a doctor but I am at least trained in first aid. I just want to be sure you are well, I would not forgive myself if I took that for granted and was wrong to do so."