There was a small clench of his jaw at her admonishment, but that was all. He considered her words and then shrugged at them. "I think I'm being loud and clear with them. People like you don't need things spelled out." It was a compliment, really, even if he wasn't feeling up to granting Talia the barest hint of flattery. "And the difference between laying here versus there is that you had to move to get over here. The more you move, the more risk your cuts have of not healing expediently and wasting Alfred's time showing how fine he is with a needle and thread." That is an inconvenience. You're already an inconvenience.
Then he frowned again, that thoughtful frown, blue eyes reading over her face. "You really had no where else to go to get stitched up where you'd survive, did you."