"I would rather that you actually gain the wisdom you spoke aloud," she replied, taking the leg in hand. A retractable claw emerges as she cuts the length of it, opening the fabric to reveal the wound.

"Now, be silent and stay still," she admonishes, holding a hand over the wound. She closes her eyes, taking a few breaths - and letting what she knows of Force Healing do its work. She's no expert, and frankly if the wound were much worse it would be beyond her abilities.

But the energy would become visible, arcing wisps of white energy roiling around the leg - and bit by bit, the wound begins to close. The effort on Juhani's face is clear, breathing heavily. But the bleeding will cease before she does, falling back on her elbows, chest heaving and clearly a bit dizzy.