Down in the forest, there is a tree.
What's left of one, anyway.
The Nemeton calls another supernatural creature to its town.
The blood that drips onto it forms a circle.
"Dissection is not something I have practiced, I cannot promise immaculate results."
"If the veterinary experience transfers and he is willing, that would be good."
The skills may not be transferable, but he seems equally capable of handling a human.
It's possible he has prior training.
Not very much, actually.
"I can preserve the organs, but it's possible they might provide different information while they're still fresh. Could you call Lydia and Scott in here?"