Sitting down on the bed next to him when he laid down, she smiled back at him and opened up the jar. "You.. can call me Jamie if you wish, it's.. well we're here alone and it seems so formal for you to call me Sister when you just saved my life." She rubbed her hands to warm them up and then took some of the salve so that she could apply it as gently as she could to his wounds. There were alot.
She smiled, but it was obvious that she was worried about hurting him, and that looking at his back made her feel conflicted about something. Sure she wasn't in her robes, but she was still paying attention to what she was doing. Mostly.