She simply nodded at his thanks.
"It will take some time for this to clot, but it will with time, don't worry," and as she raised her head, she nearly knocked her forehead off of his chin, and it was only then she noticed... with a short burst of laughter she could not contain. "There's a pine cone in your beard!"
And then she covered her mouth, trying not to laugh again as she reached forward. "I'm s-sorry,"s he said through a light giggle, and kept one hand upon his wound, the other one reahcing forward, "Here, let me help you get it out.." and even as she tried, the damn thing seemed stuck in there, even as she stuck out her tongue and furrowed her brows and breathed angrily through her nose...
"Wow, it's stuck in their pretty good!" she added with a laugh. She shook he rhead and focused back on his hand, but sitll smiled, her cheeks lightly flushed. "I'll have to tend to that later. ANd maybe help you give that wild beard of yours a trim."