"It seems she is in good hands." The third spoke up as he returned to his companions. He gave a frown at the two before giving a sigh. It seems they already handled the conversation to the point they deemed her safe enough to reveal themselves. "I guess they have already explained everything and introduced themselves, My name is Maltoran. The older of Kanarus." He introduces. 

"No worries. I've worked on worse." He comments. He checks the wound and pokes the edges to see if he has gotten any reaction before getting to work on the piece of wood and any splinter that may have stayed behind, working as carefully as possible. "I have worked on a few when they come for aide."