[Oh no. His arm looks bad. It looks so bad. Can she really help with this? Her eyes go wide with poorly-concealed fear, but she clenches her fists and eyes his injured arm with determination.] Yeah. Okay! I'll do my best!

[She takes a deep, shaking breath. After that, she begins to recite her poem, sounding more confident than she is.]

Listen to my voice and find a healing word,
Let my magic in and find your pain cured!
Whatever hurt you, I'll make sure it's gone,
I'll fix you up so you can keep keeping on!