He moved to the edge of his seat, his head tilting to the side as he let his gaze slide over her injuries, taking stock of them and cataloging everything he could see as well as the things he possibly couldn't see. Luckily, he didn't think that they were life threatening. They were going to scar of that there was no doubt but he was confident that he could minimize it. And, at least it didn't look like she would need to go back to Mungo's of which he was thankful. The last thing he wanted in that moment was to spend time there where people could poke, prod and be in his way.
"It could be worse," he said tersely as he picked up a roll of gauze and unstoppered a bottle of silvery liquid. "They're treatable but it will take time. Luckily, I have plenty of potions to treat it with here. This will be cold. Try not to react." Satisfied with the soaking of the gauze in his hands, he set the bottle down and leaned in closer, draping the gauze over the burns on her shoulder and making sure it wasn't going to slip off before picking up the next roll and repeating the soaking of them.
"I am as well as to be expected. Are you alright?"