Svava almost wails. "But it wasn't an enemy, it was you!" Which is why she's making a fuss over this. Attention right now at trying to pull his shirt off- she has it down almost off his right arm, but its caught up on Archie's left shoulder still. A worried tug on it, then looking back up at Archie and then Alanna.

Finally, she notes the wound and the scar. Svava bites her lip, and looks back to trying to get the cuff of the sleeve down and off.