Flame couldn't believe it. Of all the things she coulf have done that day the one thing she had managed was to almost take her finger off. Almost, as in it was only half on and causing a lot of pain. She had told herself, at the time, it was nothing major that her silver potions knife had hit bone but now she thought of it, it was getting in the way of things not being able to use the finger so she had come up to the hospital wing, a place she avoided at all costs. She walked in and looked around hopefully.

Simner came out of the back room and saw Flame. He blushed furiously. He liked Flame... he had for a while. I mean how could he not. She was very pretty and she was nice. He walked over to her, scowling. "What happened?" he asked, concerned. "Broke your finger?" He looked at her holding it. "Want me to fix that up?"

Flame had been bored of waiting, gazing around with a bored expression when he entered when she looked down, trying to conceal a smirk and realising he was blushing. he came over and she smiled at him. "Just slipped but yeah, if you would." she said, her voice soft.

Simner pulled out his wand. He waved it and a bottle of potion came flying out of the back room. He opened the bottle and dabbed his finger in to get some of the thick gel like potion. He rubbed it on her finger. This was to numb it a little. He waved his wand over her finger and the bones were support to heal within the minute. Without the potion it would have been very painful.