"Okay," he answers warily, drawing out the word. He's not sure how putting a bare hand on the injury is supposed to help until he starts to feel the localized shift in the area and wow, that is an odd sensation. Perhaps it's because he's fully conscious and aware to experience it, and of course they'd have someone with a healing power working for them, so Daniel closes his eyes and keeps himself calm and as a coping tactic it's been going fairly well so far until he has to bite back a startled yelp when she starts taking the bullet out. Ordinarily Daniel would simply leave it there, the damage done and the possibility of removal risking a total bleed-out, but he supposes one with a healing power would have better control over this sort of thing.

So Daniel forces himself to hold still and trust Alicia and the Hippocratic Oath or whatever they have as an equivalent here, if applicable, and sure enough, the wound actually closes behind the bullet, internal and external. He breathes out noisily once it's over and offers Alicia a shaky smile.

"Thank you," he tells her sincerely, unconsciously flexing the fingers on his formerly nerve-damaged hand. "Ah. That's different. But really honestly - thank you."

The area feels sore, as to be expected, but the pain is significantly less.