The way that she exhaled and swore was familiar, and he knew at once what had happened. This was hardly the first time he'd been around someone who'd gotten too lazy with a knife, but he thought in this case it was more his fault than hers. She probably wasn't actually up for helping, and he should have refused her offer and just done it himself. Now she was hurt.

"Here," he said softly, moving towards her and reaching his hand out for hers. "Let me see."