[For a moment, she gapes at him -- he's bleeding, how is he so unconcerned with it? Or more like concerned with something entirely different? But no, of course, this is Sebastian, she shouldn't expect him to react like others would.
That doesn't mean she can't be worried, though.]
Are you in danger? Are we in danger? [She bites her lip, weighing the possibilities -- trying to get back to the hotel and the possibility of Sebastian being in far worse shape, or staying here to treat the wounds and risk being attacked.] You'll bleed out at this rate, you must know that.