Blank didn't argue as Jinx led her along. The fact that they had found a safe-enough hideout was a blessing. Dropping heavily onto a crate, Jinx stuck her leg out, "It's not that bad. Do you have something to stitch it closed with?"
The gash was deep, but nothing that should be lift threatening if it got sewn up and Blank gave it a chance to heal up. Reaching over, Blank brushed a strand of Jinx's hair back behind her ear, watching the other girl.