Tinder grabs her bag and turns to face Foxtrot as he speaks, she looks at the towel in his hand and shrugs. "Nah, it's fine. Only a bit of a slice I think, I'll be fine. Plus, there is first aid stuff at the hotel, I can deal with it there." She reaches back to touch the wound again and looks at the blood on her hand, "I mean, it's not too bad, is it?" If anyone is to look at it, they will see that is is quite bad. Looks like a slash from a knife at a glance. She may have gotten into a nice bit more trouble then even she remembers.