Battered...ah. As in beaten, not covered in batter with the intent to fry. [Translations, English, and idioms. How she adores thee. Not so much, but it has been awhile since there's been any kind of confusion regarding what was said.

Of all the visible injuries, the wings give her the most pause. She hasn't had to treat anything beyond a mild sprain of her own a few months ago. The boy does paint a pitiful picture, and she holds the door open for him as soon as he's close. Petite, blonde, dressed in scrubs for a short shift that this would be the end of, and quietly concerned for this boy's well being.

At the quip, though, she does laugh.]

By now I am quite accustomed to it. It is not my job to clean up the blood, it is my job to make certain people stop bleeding.