"He's not...He's the groundskeeper. He just got here. I didn't even...It took a minute to figure it out." She said, her mind running too quickly for her to even keep up at the moment. "I don't know, but I reckon you bled on it, it's yours now. Way to make a good first impression."
"Fine? Fine?! Are you bloody well joking? You're going to need to go to the infirmary. You need a blood replenisher. Half of you is in that sheet there. I'm not..." She stopped to take a breath and fixed him with a proper scowl. "And I hope I look like Mum when I get like this because maybe you'll finally listen to me, you daft, noble git."