Issa smiled at the elderly lady then looked over as the bell chimed. She smiled gently and waved as Michael walked in. She had noticed he had been out of town for a while on a job and she had been wondering when he would return. She took in his battered appearance then sucked in a breath, her eyes widening when she noticed his side was red. "Y-You're hurt!" She gasped and scurried around the counter and over to the man. She grabbed his arm softly and tried to tug him over to the counter. "I have a spare healing kit kept in the shop. If you come to the backroom I cant take a look at your wound." She blinked when she remembered there were others present and she whirled to face Mrs.Donalbain, face apologetic. "I'm terribly sorry Mrs.Donalbain-" But before she could get all of the apology out the old women waved her hand with a kind smile. "It's quiet alright deary, I best be getting home anyway. You have a nice night." She said, gathered her things and bustled over to the door.