"Well Heather will stop the bleeding first, or at least try too. Then she'll call Gabriel and Cas." She corrected as she came back into the room. One wet towel and a few dry. Settling down on the floor she pulled out a bottle, without a lable.
"This is my own concoction, it cleans the wounds, and numbs it, so it doesn't sting." She couldn't count how many times she'd tended to her own wounds. Especially at home, after hell and high water in Jericho.
Moving the pillow she placed one folded towel beneath Anna's elbow. Giving the bottle a shake, Heather carefully poured the liquid over the wounds. Flinching when it began to bubble, as that showed the wounds had definitely needed to be cleaned. "I would ask what the hell, but that's not important. I would stitch the gashes up, but with as dirty as they are... I don't think that's a good idea. And this isn't because of your scarf." She her gaze moved to Robin an attempt to assure him.
Heather was careful as she moved Anna's arm again, very carefully wrapping the wet towel around it. "Am I wrong when I say it feels broken?" It made her a little pensive as far as putting pressure onto the wounds. Even if it had to be done. She placed her hand against the towel anyway, with it being wet it would keep the solution active, and help stop the bleeding without too much pressure.