Rubbing her temples she looked at the man.  Oh joy, he was a rude one.  "Well that is obvious, but why were you stabbed?  And if you stop looking like I was about to eat you I might be able to help.  Unless you would rather bleed to death that is."  She crossed her arms, her hair flowing about her even though there was no wind.  Her temper might be her downfall as it often was when her demon side took over.  Trying to calm herself she waited for the man's response, not moving any closer, for fear that she might use the dagger to stab the man herself.