[Of course she doesn't. With a little smile and nod of understanding, Sina takes the knife and continues what he was doing, her automatic deftness indicating this isn't her first time performing such a task. In fact, there are few he could have given her that would come more naturally.

She works in silence for a little while, respectful of the overall serenity of the healing tents, but eventually she has to ask.]

What's your plan?