Orm nodded at Galen's murmurs, used to his methods. He politely turned his back when Galen started to unwrap her, too many years of manners drilled into his head to not watch as a woman is bared unless she asked him to.

But Orm turns sharply when she cries out, a dark look settling on Galen for making her cry, but the urge to maim eased when she settled back into unconsciousness.

"I would imagine so. Whatever resources you need for treating her, you have them. Do not worry about returning the cape. Recycle it as you see fit. Keep me updated on her condition, Galen." Orm says, moving towards the door before he did something rash like injuring the doctor for doing his job.