[Julian nods in acknowledgment, laser-focused on the task under his hands. It's a clean gash at least, so fairly straightforward. Periodically, he has to wipe away some of the oozing blood, but the more he sutures, the less oozing blood there is. ]

I reached out to her, actually. I met Lexa when I first arrived who pointed me in her direction, once I heard her described as a "healer". Not to mention she's mentioned in the newcomer's guide for Displaced as being a contact point for medical issues.

[He finishes suturing and ties it off, doing a gentle check by gingerly trying to pull apart the two skin flaps on either side of the gash. They seem to hold steady, so Julian washes the area off with antiseptic again, places a cloth bandage along the length of it, and holds up a roll of loose cloth.]

You can get rid of the flashlight for now. If you wouldn't mind holding him up very slightly so I can wrap this bandage around him, it would be appreciated.

[He takes off his slightly bloody gloves and uses antiseptic to sterilize his hands again, putting all of his tools aside now. Another two fingers at Murphy's neck and Julian nods to himself.]

Much better. His heartrate is nearly in the normal range.