"It's nice to meet you as well, Eden," Rose murmured, with the sort of distracted tone that indicated she was already focused on the injury. She lifted the cloth off the injured arm and set aside in a plastic basin to be disposed of later. She could tell immediately it was from an animal bite; she let her magic rise, using the contact she had with him for more information. "Looks like it's already healing itself up," she said, voice calm and reassuring in the way that it only ever was with patients these days. "Let's flush this out and see what we need to do about it." He'd likely heal up without any scarring; in her experience, the only thing that really scarred shifters was near-dismemberment or silver, but she wanted it clean so she could get a good look at it.
She pulled over a rolling tray table so he could rest his arm on it without worrying about bloodying up his clothes. Grabbing a bottle of saline solution, she screwed on a pour nozzle and proceeded to rinse out the wounds, another basin under the arm to catch the runoff.
"Was this done by another employee?" she asked him as she worked. She didn't think it was a breach of contract if it was, as he wasn't wounded beyond ability to do his job - or at least, he wouldn't be by the time she was done - but she felt it prudent to know, just in case.