"I guess that's true. I'll just have to file a complaint to the first Frankenstein." Gwen jokes, to cover up her shock. Quips are a spider's best friend, for more than distracting an opponent in a fight.

Part of her doesn't think she'd want him trying to heal her, consider what she knows about him from the stories. Also just the general nature of 18th century medicine. No leeches for her, thanks! Her and her humors were going to stay exactly where they were.

"Then we'll be very very careful." Luckily Gwen could take a lot of damage without much concern. She turns a corner, taking a moment to look around before moving forward. Just more hedge and not a monster in sight, "Did you just arrive here?"