She nods to Ciri first, then continues nodding along as he speaks, clearly categorizing what needs to happen next, until he reaches the end of his summation.

Clear gray eyes widen rather a lot.

"Weaver at the Loom," she says, and shoves her hair back again. "Okay. Okay. First things first."

Brisk and practical, she points at one of the patient beds.

"Ciri, it's nice to meet you. Please sit there while I get a few things, and I'll take a look at you. Is there anything else I need to know, about your fall or what caused it?"