She cringed when the cut came into view. It was still seeping blood, and she knew that if whatever mind power he possessed didn't work.. she was going to need stitches. It had lessened a bit, though, thanks to the handkerchief and her body's desire to clot and get it to stop. Or wait. Had he already done something? Her eyes went to his face as he concentrated, and she attempted not to wince as he touched the wound.
..But there was no need to wince, because within moments, after two amazingly warm pulses, it was completely healed.
"Holy crap," she said softly. She turned her thumb around. There was a slight mark, but the cut appeared to be gone. She ran her fingers across the skin where the wound had been. Yep. Gone. It was a little sensitive, but nothing ouch-y. "That's amazing!" She exclaimed with a smile. "You're amazing! Thank you."