[There's no way Grell could miss that shade of red. She uses a finger to lift up his chin, seeing the blood there. She sighs softly, taking it back.]

I'm not going to hurt you, you know. If that were the case, I would have done so already. [She reaches into her coat and pulls out a handkerchief, using it to gently wipe away the blood.] Honestly, you're far too skittish! You'll never survive with a bit of backbone.