Watson glances up at the purring, momentarily surprised, momentarily unable to place the source of that sound or explain it; he stares at Security, but ultimately he has to admit that this is not the strangest thing he's ever seen. He also, just a little, feels as though he's intruding on something between the two of them.

He ties off and cuts the thread, and begins to apply a dressing.

"There. I think that will heal quite well, if I do say so myself." His voice is soft, gentle. "No harm to your good looks today. We'll get you cleaned up the rest of the way, and you can settle in to heal."