Daine tuts in sympathy. It might not be too severe an injury, but it wouldn't take much to make flying difficult, especially since he's just a beginner. "I could take a look at it, if you don't mind," she offers, conveniently forgetting that she got a bit giddy last time she looked at him too closely. "With my magic, I mean. I wouldn't be in your head or anything; I'd just be looking at your wing."