While Rosie doesn't know what that is, she can gather from context. Like a potion, maybe? That seems common across worlds so far. "I wish I could say this is the worst I've hurt anyone I've kissed in the woods before, but I did know quite a few werewolves back home. They usually don't expect you to scratch them back." Granted, she never put up any pretenses about being human around them so- Maybe they did.

She gives it a moment or two to make sure that it heals properly before drawing her hands back. "Still, I am sorry. I'll... have to be more careful, I guess." No more kissing for her. Not that she was really planning on doing any, but still.