Nina was fully prepared to defend him if she had to. Him being covered in blood could easily be blamed on the fact that he had to help her after she was assaulted by... someone. She wouldn't dare try to name names. Her wounds and bloodloss might be enough for her to just say she didn't see their face. Hid it. Something. It didn't matter.

"Motherfuck-" she growled as he adjusted her arm. Far less painful than the actual break, but no less awful now that the adrenaline has worn off.

Nina took a deep breath to steel herself as he lifted her, slumping against his chest once he started walking. Few and far between were the moments when she felt so helpless, so awful for what she had done - not even to herself. "Thank you." She murmured, relatively silent for the duration of the trip there, listening to the rapid thud of his heartbeat.