There was something to be said about teaching a boy his age and for whatever reason, she could not help but see her own son's eyes in place of his own; not Devit, and not Galileo or any other but the sons that had since passed on to wherever they now roamed. Tornaq, Grimm, even Vulcan. Her sons might have been like him - a little shy but good spirited, goodhearted. They would have wanted to learn like he did. How could she not think of them? She had a tender heart raw with the emotions of winter and Pan - it was only natural. A mother's heart was always open to wayward children, even if they did not consider themselves children anymore. Perhaps that was a good thing, though. It opened the channels of communication.

She could not help but laugh quietly as that look passed over his face; it was a look she'd seen all too often. Perhaps that was why the males in the pack were less likely to venture over to the healing arts - they felt awkward about it all. Who wouldn't, she supposed? Even the younger female students had that same look of both confusion and realization. It took time to adjust to it all and grow comfortable with even the most uncomfortable ideas. If you could handle a ravaged face or mauled body then you could handle anything.

"Don't worry, nobody is going to scold you for being so close if you are saving their life or their children's life. When those things are on the line, all those preconceived ideas of privacy and all that... they all disappear. It's just another part of the body, after all."

She nodded sagely, passing him a soft grin and allowing him his moment of sheepishness and quiet. It was a hard thing to dive into the deep end and perhaps Daenerys had high expectations but he had made that first step. He had competition, even knew that, found in Daenerys's own sisters but where they had experience, perhaps they did not have that same fierce drive he seemed to possess. After all, what kind of wolf put themselves in such a position if they did not truly want what was best for the pack?

"But," she began, suddenly rising to her feet with a proud smile and waving tail, "You are right. Pressure and cleaning. Of course, we can ask the mother in question to do that for us. Their adrenaline often keeps them awake during such a time; ensure their children are nursing and we have a good chance that they will be able to help us out in that area."

She paused for a moment, pivoting and stepping towards her den before casting a glance over her shoulder towards Swallowbane once more.

"But, there are other things we can do. Are you ready? I will teach you now about some of the less... invasive measures, if you'd like to begin."