"Why would your blood be doubted?" He was listening politely, but a lot of it he still didn't understand completely.

He gave a little shrug, gesturing to the well-stocked kit. "I'm not a pro, but I've done it enough." He nodded to her feet. "You eat something, and I can help out with your feet. It'll be easier for me to see any embedded gravel anyway, and then you can grade me on my bandaging."