[Sebastian plz. But you have to admire his positive attitude. He doesn't seem to be too upset anymore, at least. Dragging him to one of the chairs behind the desk, she guides him to sit down, before pulling out the first aid.]
Maybe next time she will be a little more accommodating. Sometimes it takes time.
[Only time will tell, she supposes. Carefully grasping his arm, she tugs the ruined glove off, before reaching for something to wipe and disinfect the injury with.]