"Oh, I cut myself." Vocally, she found herself being able to say something. It was a warning. There was blood. "Thank you. There was an accident..." She was worried. It was going to soak through that handkerchief and she didn't want to be outed this way as a mutant. Strangely enough, she didn't seem to want to stop him.

Her head turned to give the gentleman her undivided attention. Beware of men who call women things. "Thank you." She began cautiously but with a polite smile.