[ She smiles a little at that, shaking her head. ]

I expect it's miles better than what any of us could hope for out here, just short of Lysa's potions or magic we don't quite understand. I'd trust this over that any day. [ She takes a moment then huffs out a breath, tossing the packet back onto the table between them. ] I'd offer to let you use it on my leg, but I'm not sure it's the kind of injury that could be knit back together so neatly.

[ Maybe if she'd been in Eggsy Unwin's place and grappled with sword-wielding robots instead of the mechanical monstrosity firing at her with shotgun slugs. The graze isn't shallow, it couldn't even be stitched up. ]

I assume you've already tested it?