Luckily for him, she had long been desensitized to mostly everything. Blood, every kind of injury, vomit, shit, you name it, she has experienced it. So when sees as much as she does through the gauze and tape, Claire has almost a look of appreciation on her face. Isn't the worse she's ever seen.

"Did this happen here?" she questions, dark brown eyes blinking up at him while her hand nudges his up to expose the site a little more. Not that she's heard of something like this happening before in the village, but with the discovery of the bunker and how things had been going in the last several months, it was absolutely a case of 'never say never'.

A short few seconds later, Claire's satisfied and steps back.

"Sure, a flesh wound that your damn lucky missed your stomach and lower intestine."

Smart ass, meet smart ass.