Thea flinched when she noticed the templar's reaction to her touch. Of course, she had completely forgotten about the warrior's wounds. Kaitlyn went on to protest her plea for company, out of a sense of propriety and duty even though the mage could see that the woman was tempted to take her up on the offer. It made sense, of course. There was no point in confusing their relationship as any other than that of mage and templar. For all either of them knew, Thea's fate upon arriving at the Circle was to be made Tranquil at the first opportunity.

Still, when the templar showed herself out, Thea couldn't keep herself in the room alone with her thoughts. If the templar refused to stay with her, then she would go to the templar. She got a few things from her pack, and in the dim light of the room, began working on a healing salve that would help speed the woman's recovery. It took the better part of an hour, but Thea soon walked out the door and straight up to the templar. "Sit," she commanded with more authority than she felt. "If you will not stay with me, then I shall stay with you. At least let me tend to that wound now that we're somewhere marginally more peaceful."

Thea took Kaitlyn's injured arm gently and handled it with utmost care and grace as she applied the salve and muttered under her breath, her hands taking on a blue glow as she began casting healing magic on the templar's arm. "If it was causing this much pain you should have told me." Thea chided her gently, for a moment forgetting she wasn't tending to one of her clansmen but rather a stranger she had just met not a day ago. Once the salve was applied, the mage let it air for a moment before taking a linen strip and using it as a bandage. "Keep it dry and try not to put any strain on the arm for the next few hours. If the salve starts causing you to itch, it's perfectly natural, if a little uncommon. Just don't scratch it." Thea instructed as she knotted the bandage and let the templar regain control of her arm.

Now there was nothing to hide the fact that she had no reason to be with the templar outside the room they had paid for. "I can make some tea for the pain as well, if you want." Thea managed to say. "With your injury I should be standing guard over you instead." She joked, sitting out in the corridor with her back against the wall. If Kaitlyn insisted on her being in the room, the templar was welcome to try carrying her in again with a bandaged and injured arm. The mage was not going to let the woman's foolish stubbornness get the better of her.