Mostly she just gave him a sheepish look, sorry obviously for freaking him out like that. If she tried to heal his face later on, he'd probably be even more freaked out. She laid down with him, frowning slightly, obviously not liking to see him in this much pain, physically or mentally. Once lying down, she ran her hands over his cheek, and the rest of him, trying to be comforting again. "Just try not to think about it okay? Let's see.. I'll.. distract you.." she gave a sly smile. "Oh.. um, maybe I should have brought this up before.. I guess, well I kind of forgot? Anyway..first.. if you want to call me Joanie, you can. Gary called me that, it's a name I don't actually mind. Second.. uh.. it's .. not entirely my real name. Since I'm part Native American.. and Irish.. my actual birth name is Siobhan Walkingstick. Don't call me that."