"Holy shit," Jax sucked in a breath, dropping the knife (after a quick glance over Kel's shoulders) to reach out to her. She looked about ready to blow over- and the blood. "What happened t'you?" Her voice was lilting a bit, but not fully John, just yet. She wanted to run- this couldn't be good, she didn't want to know- but Kel needed her. The idea of being pissed hadn't even crossed her mind yet- they could get to that later.
Stepping back to lead Kel inside, she left the door to Dex to handle. Hey, he was the one still armed.