[The feed opens to show Watson sitting in the office of his clinic. It's clearly the end of the working day for him; he's seated at his desk, peeling off his gloves. He nods briskly towards the camera, beginning his message.]

As many of you know, the first of what I hope will be many first-aid meetings was held here at the clinic some days ago. I would like to thank once again everyone who came out, whether they were volunteer, teacher or student. We'll be holding another session soon. After talking to Castiel, the next will be focused on magical healing and will be mostly under his direction. Again, all are welcome, no matter their level of expertise.

In addition, I was wondering if I could persuade my fellow medical professionals to join me at the clinic tomorrow evening for a discussion. Nothing too arduous. I should like us to meet, introduce our methods, the practices of our worlds, what resources we have available in Asgard. This will allow us to make plans for another crisis like the one we so recently -- No Gladstone! Bad. Bad dog.

[Watson starts out of his chair so rapidly that the bracelet is jarred, sliding over to show Watson snatching a hideous blue and brown striped thing up, and winding it around his neck, scolding as he does.]

Mary's scarf is not a toy ... Wouldn't put it past him to train you to steal the scarf ...

[The unseen would-be thief whines piteously and Watson huffs, his annoyed expression quickly shifting into rueful amusement.] I swear you're nothing but an overgrown puppy ... Guard dog my hat. All right then.

[Watson bends to scoop up the culprit, a rather rotund bull dog, who looks inordinately happy as it surveys the room from its new height. Snorting at the dog's expression, Watson ruffles its ears with his free hand before drawing his cane from its stand to poke the bracelet into a better recording position.]

My apologies. [He doesn't not appear apologetic.] I believe I was outlining plans for a meeting of medical professionals. We'd have it here at the clinic, over dinner -- very civilised. For our purposes, medical professional is used rather loosely -- Miss Grey has already agreed to attend and Miss Taverna and Mr Malfoy, I hope you'll do the same. I should also like to invite high-level practioners of Sigyn's Healing gift, and both of Heimdall's powers, as well as any of Baldr with the power of Regeneration to attend. Finally, I'd like to extend the invitation to those nominated to lead the district watches as well as Mr Pendragon and Mr Merlin, I believe? [Things you never thought you'd find yourself saying.] Yes. Well. RSVP, if you would -- we need to know how many to cater for.

[And with a crisp bow, no less businesslike for the bull dog, tongue lolling out happily as he observes all this, Watson uses his cane to end the feed.]