Anthony noticed the twinge as he led Lee into the room. He shurt the door then had Lee sit on the table.
"Well... let's heal that nasty cut first," he said, pulling his wand. He waved it slowly, getting the bleeding to stop, then working slowly to seal the cut until there was very little of a scar to be seen.
He took a seat and worked on the sprained ankle. "So... how bad was it out there?" he asked.