( he nods, answer enough to learning how to make the poultice. he'd be glad to learn it and would learn it well. if it would help her to have him make it for her on occasion, he would. he could not imagine it was easy to prepare from her current state, forced into her bed. he knows how it feels to be trapped, even if this situation was of her own choosing. he wants to make it as easy on her as he can.

at least, she's not like to hear the Huntsman insist she consider magical means. much of the good magic he's seen has been from Sieglinde herself, yet there's only so far he can trust it. in his world, magic always had a price. and when her situation was so delicate, the price could be devastating if Sieglinde were the one in need of paying.

he frowns, slightly. he's not sure he likes the idea that she is the only one consulting on her own injury. ) I'm sure they are. ( Brother sniffs at Sieglinde's fingers, before working at the grease with a rough tongue, made as gentle as he could manage. ) I'm sure you want to heal as strongly as possible. Don't you think that there could be others with knowledge in healing that could help you?