No, it wasn't fair and they'd deal with both of those things eventually. Well, at least one of them soon enough once Clint actually swallowed the potion. "Ah, I expect it tastes about the same as something like that too," he responded, not realize he was basically voicing Clint's thoughts on the medicine. "But medicine never tastes good. You should try Skele-grow some time. Nasty."
Once the poultice was in place, Jamie carefully covered it with the gauze pad and started taping it. "Yes, numbing. Or would you rather it hurt? You're going to be achey enough with the bruises so I thought perhaps you'd like a little less pain," then he looked Clint in the eyes, "I can make it hurt if you're into that." Back to jokes. Pretend he didn't say anything.