It was only natural that Marco would want to throw up at a time like this. Hell, Juno was surprised she wasn't barfing all over the place. Swallowing bile, Juno pulled Marco's arm up over his head, pushing it against the wall as she continued to put pressure with her own hand. "Might stop the bleeding, please stop the bleeding." She murmured. When he sat up abruptly Juno jumped, almost fell on her ass. Shaking her head over and over again, Juno rolled forward from her heels onto her knees, looking him in the eye.
"Do you wanna die? Do you wanna bleed out in your bathroom while I watch? Because I can't fucking stitch you up, Marco. I don't have supplies, let alone the experience. Escúchame, pinche guey! Necessitamos ayuda! Tu necessitas ayuda." She brought her free hand up to his face again, making him look at her. "Hey. I won't let anyone lock you up, just don't make me watch you die, you're really kind of full up on stupid fucking choices per lifetime Marco."