She heard foodsteps and forced herself to take a deep breath in. "I have no desire to die here, thanks." she said after a moment, then slowly managed to force herself to sit up. Because the wound went through and through, her uniform had been torn.
As such he got to watch it slowly work itself shut. "What is a Necromorph?" she asked as she looked at him, brows furrowed. Oh it ached something fierce. She ran her fingers over her sternum and sighed.
"Test city huh? Brand new, not a local, and I'll be fine in a few minutes." she said as she looked up at Hansel finally. "nice ta meetcha, Hansel, I'm Rogue. Sorry to appear to be dying."