"I-I know," he says through gritted teeth. "I packed. One good potion. It's - too early to - but -"

She pulls out a gallon jug of the healing salve from Nia's lab section and starts applying it to the wounds. 

...sure, that might as well happen.

Then she hands him the rest of the jug, as well as a handful of mana crystals, and turns to the closet to kill whatever else is hiding in it. 

That was it, except for some eggs behind the staples.

The kid sucks up a good chunk of a crystal incanting over his injuries while he shakily rinses them out.

The eggs behind the staples will hatch eventually so let's squash those. 

There isn't likely to be much in here she hasn't already handled some variant of, but if there's anything she picks it up. "It's clear," she tells the kid. 

"I need to get to my room. I have the good potion there," he mutters.

"...Okay, where's your room?"

"171. B."

"Let's go, then."

He gets up with some difficulty but manages to walk under his own power to his room.

...Does he want, like, crutches. Or a wheelchair. Or to lean on her. Those are all available.

...yes he would love to lean on her if that's not going to affect her combat responsiveness.

Her combat responsiveness is magically delicious, it'll be fine. 

"Possibly not the word 'delicious' maybe."

"Oh, sorry, I didn't mean it was us that was delicious."

His room is not too far from the language lab. His potion is in a little vial in bubble wrap in a leather pouch. He gets it out and uncorks it without thinking to hand it over first, hands trembling.

"May I see?"

He holds it up so she can look at it.

...Will he object if she attempts to gently take it. 

He winces but doesn't attempt to stop her.

She hands it back and then starts lining up (corked) duplicates on his desk. 

...he blinks at this, wide-eyed, and then drinks the original.

"Maybe someday when I'm a better artificer and alchemist I'll be able to create magic things I haven't personally handled, but I can't yet."

"I didn't quite... I had a big Arabic test, I was kind of not, uh..."