"Oh," he mumbled. "Right. Sorry, I... guess I panicked."
For a brief moment, before worry took over him again, Ron wondered if he looked as if all the blood had left his face because that's definitely how he was feeling. It was weird, experiencing sudden fatherhood over a grown man.
He couldn't help but wince at the sight of all those bloody handkerchiefs. "I'm sure I'll manage." He was making a huge effort not to say "Bloody hell" again or comment about how Hugo probably didn't have enough blood left on him to loose. He knew if it was him those were the last things he'd want to hear at that moment.