"It is pretty gross, isn't it?" Beast said, as he chuckled sympathetically at the disgusted look on Pixie's face. He felt for the girl. Especially because what he was about to do was not going to be pleasant. "This might hurt," he warned.
First, he began to clean the wound as best he could before debridement. He used saline and a mild liquid soap, but it would sting nonetheless.
"Yes, I do," he was very serious, his tone bordering on grave when he answered her. He did know how much other stuff she'd had on her mind since her kidnapping. It was why he'd been so patient with her about doing this physical exam, even if he was now reconsidering the wisdom of that decision. "I cannot imagine it, or tell you I know exactly how you feel, because I didn't go through what you went through. I can, however, tell you that it is likely you are dealing with some degree of post-traumatic stress in the aftermath of what happened. I can tell you that PSTD is perfectly normal, and not at all uncommon in situations like yours."