This didn't go to plan

Setting his needle and thread again, then soaking it in the Hawksbeard tincture, he went to work again at the next slash. Ladder-like fashion, in and out, pull gently, bring sliced flesh together smoothly, tie it off, done! In less than four minutes two whole slashes had been done up and tied off. The scar would be barely visible and probably covered by fur.

He took the rag and dabbed his work, soaking up the access alcohol and wound ooze.
"There, all set. Any other concerns about this fight with the bear?" He asked checking his patient's expression and noting some drowsiness. Would he let Ollie lead him up to his bed or would he try and get there himself? Might check in on Bas's little slave girl while he was there.