Any other ideas?

He noticed each flinch and whisk of her tail, trying to gauge her reactions to him and his care, especially after her walk with Wilder and Basilisk putting her on the path of being a good slave.

Poor girl had been through so much already, but if she was going to be a slave of the Armada, and eventually a proper member, she needed to know how to behave like one.

He nodded as she mentioned that she had no other training.
"Well, as your master, I get to decide that I want an educated and strong slave. You will be attending lessons held by the Steward Ignita, who was a former slave mind you, and every wolf in the Armada learns how to defend themselves. Including slaves." His tone was even, somewhat stern as he spoke and examined her wounds.

"Now tell me how it feels when I press here... hm... and here? Can you feel this? I need honest answers to determine your health." He said as he gently pressed in a spot and then another along her back with pressure. Then took the back of his knuckle and lightly brushed over the scarring. He was testing if there was nerve damage. She no doubt would have with the way the bear had been eating into her. She had to regrow a whole muscle or two.

"Speech"