[straightens and steps back from Remus once he finishes (though he lingers, perhaps, a nanosecond longer than necessary), slipping his jacket on over his tattered jumper] I doubt they'd get infected. And I'll heal soon enough, anyway. Maybe a week or so, you won't see a hint of a scratch.

[gratefully] Thanks though. Again. [and with that he starts digging through his pockets. After several moments of pulling out random crap, he manages to find his stethoscope, and he hands it to Remus!] Care for a listen? Since I went to all that trouble.