There are healers here. Trouble knows that as well as he does, though, so he doesn't waste their time pointing it out, just lets himself be guided. If he sits down a little heavily, so be it. He manages not to wince. He can't really be paler than he already is, but there is something a bit ashen in his complexion as he settles in. "I hope 'twas no one you valued who did the deed." Because, if he's being honest, getting attacked by one and killed by another of his favored mortals did make the whole thing a bit worse.