"I'm..." Killian glanced down, and alright, he supposed Rosa had a point. The sight of blood didn't bother him, nor did he really feel it - likely it looked worse than it felt. But when she was particularly demanding in that tone, he really ought to listen, no? So reluctantly he acquiesced, but he didn't necessarily have to like it. "Fine, but if he doesn't return soon, I'm going after him."
Now he just had to hope that Robert found his way back. A shame that none of them had an opportunity to fire the salty bullets but Hook would hang onto this pistol. It seemed quite efficient, and in this place, you never knew when you'd need to open fire on a ghost.