I just need someone to make sure there isn't any glass in it. I can heal it by myself if there isn't. [He imagines they'll have to poke at it with tweezers, which makes him look unhappy. It's not the first time he's broken something and had to have his cuts checked though, but at least by now he's learned you shouldn't kick or hit the people trying to help you.

He's... also not very well versed in mundane medical practices, at least what's not related to violent crimes, so he's picturing something like the Silent Brothers... which is way off. The most of the people here probably don't use magical healing to get better if they're sick.]

But pain is physical. [He looks a bit bewildered about that part, and as for the last thing...]

Maple syrup.