Margaery pouted her lips when he tried to reassure her. But she moved quickly, pressing the hot blade against the cut the moment it was exposed. There was a sizzle sound as the hot blade touched his skin. The smell was awful, but she made certain to get the wound sealed.

Once she was done, Margaery took a healing salve and gently pressed it to his wound to help it heal. She then stood up slowly and moved to get him a loose shirt, in case he wanted to dress again. Margaery moved beside him and again examined his cut. "Are you all right?"