[Jitter bug]

The young woman blinked when her bleeding hand was brought to attention and she seemed more worried about the knife than her hand, only shaking some of the blood off her hand before carefully cleaning the blade, a disgusted sound leaving her mouth. She slipped the blade back into her pocket and closed her hand into a tight fist to put pressure on the wound. It wasn't a particularly a big wound but it was deep at the base of her index finger which was why it had bled as it had.

"I'm fine." She said to Fen, shaking her head and taking out a square of fabric and wiping her hand, watching the blood well up again from the wound before wadding up the fabric in her fist and holding it. "I suppose it's too late to warn you that I have a temper with a short fuse." She directed at no one in particular.