"That quick healing would come back though if you took out your chip?" But then she couldn't go on these missions, and Clara's pretty sure for Shepard that's a non-starter.

The shrapnel is out, and Clara grabs the alcohol. "Gonna burn, sorry." She just goes for it, doesn't give the other woman time to say anything. But the wound is clean and now Clara can use the glue to seal it shut.

"Doin' alright?"