That's not good. Even if it is something that's a regular occurrence, her instincts immediately scream bad news at the sight of ink seeping between his lips and clouding up one of his eyes.

"I, uh. I was just checking out the garden since, y'know, everything else is kind of... desert-y." It's the truth, which is surprising for Rose. Being so startled, maybe, is lending itself to a bit more honesty. The blond doesn't think too long on it but she can't think too long on it. She can't think too long on anything, her thoughts racing. She doesn't want to say the wrong thing right now. She doesn't want to potentially make this worse.

"Are you... alright?"