Bruce drops his hands from her throat, seemingly pleased enough with what he's seen. He was mostly worried about her reflexes and the injuries she was sporting, and while her state is far from ideal, it's nothing critical. She'll live, and she'll feel a lot better once she gets some food and rest too.

Her question has him looking over as he steps closer to a medicine cupboard nearby. No drugs or pills or anything of the sort, he just gets a small tube with burn cream, then hands it over to her.

"Why what?"