Willow let out a breath she didn't really notice herself holding, "Thanks," she mutters as he sped her own work up. She looked at him through narrowed eyes, not really trusting him since he saw through her illusion, though she tried to pass it off as she was just tired. The wound looked quite clean, the stitches looked like a doctor had done them. She let the illusion drop completely now that she felt better and she tested it out, flexing her fingers and elbow. After seeing that it works well, she pulled the little yellow lights out and let them disappear. Willow pulled a clean bandage out of a bag next to her chair, expertly wrapping it. She ignored the last question. [@Dark Light]