It's clear that the matter is being well taken care of, even as Six's eyes flick between the dog-shaped creature and the man beside her; her eyes flick up to look at him, hesitating. She's not sure what to do with herself, torn between putting the creature out of its misery and paying more attention to the people that are shaken.

Eventually, her need to help wins over the need to do anything else and she puts her sword to one side, creeping around to reach and touch the bruised man. His wounds, however slight, are healed, and Six offers him a soft, gentle smile before she turns to look at Daud properly, rising to her full height.

"Is there any way to repair the hound, or must we end it?"