Sycora smiles in return and then begins her examination. Her wing is dislocated and Sycora has to wonder what, exactly, did that - but she knows she'll get no answer from Isabella.

After she's sure of what she needs to do, Sycora places a hand on Isabella's shoulder. "Isa, your wing's dislocated, so I'll need to put it back into place. It's going to hurt - probably a lot - so I want you to prepare for it. Okay?"