[Seeing the state of his face, whatever destructive intention she had towards the animatronics was now replaced with desperate worry. She kept looking around, but while she did so, after wiping her hands clean on her work pants, she started to tear at the ends of her shirt, making long strips of cloth.]

This will slow the bleeding. We need to get out of here as soon as possible.

[She tried to gently secure the makeshift bandage around his face to cover as much of his wound as possible without getting in the way of his good eye. She was definitely jumpier, with Motochika injured like this. This Real Shit has gotten even More Real.]

Please take it easy, though, as much as you would want to fight, if you pass out, it's all over.