She definitely understood why he was being twitchy. Though, as far as horrible death filled arenas went, this one seemed far less intimidating than her first one had been. Which probably meant that, in the long run, this one would be worse, but they could all deal with that part later.

There was a brief moment of hesitance before she gave in and rolled up the sleeve to reveal the fairly shallow, but none-the-less bloody, wound. "I figured I could clean and bandage it after I found Alex," she said as she put her arm out for him to examine as she laughed slightly at the entire situation. "I'm sure he is, thanks to you." If she were honest, in any other situation there might be some bitterness to her tone, but the fact of the matter was that, in here at least, it meant Alex was far less likely to die from a knife wound or a giant, venomous spider (she had seen the proof of the latter herself).