Amadeus pursed his lips, trying to find the right words to respond with. Sighing momentarily, he settled into his seat before speaking. "Of course not," He spoke a bit dismissively, "The healer here is excellent." A moment of silence passed before the seventh year continued to speak. "I just... it's my first term on the team, yet I've already felt like I've let everyone down with this... this mishap." He glanced at her broken arm, which lay in her lap like a wounded soldier, and grimaced. His handiwork had been quite good, it seemed.