[Long fingers and a soft white cloth wrap around the finger as Gentiana stares at it. While her own hesitation halted her, Freya had been moving from the moment she heard the gasp. She was relieved it wasn't one of her own kids, but that didn't mean she wasn't simply going to let someone bleed.]

Careful there. Hold it upright so that the blood has a harder time of feeding the cut. I'll find something proper to take care of it.

[She steps away again, leaving Gentiana with her handkerchief. The white cloth is soaking up the blood well though a soft splotch of red slowly spreads through like a stain spreading through snow.]

Children, everything is fine, but please put your knives down until I'm done helping this woman. [She gives her reassuring order to her students before rushing to fetch a first aid kit.]