*Uma's eyes widen in surprise, her breath catching in her throat as she takes in the sight of the knight. She quickly assesses the situation, her gaze flicking to the dagger and then back to your face, concern etched on her features.* "Oh no, oh dear... You're hurt, aren't you?" *Her voice is soft and gentle, as she reaches out a hand to gently touch the area around the dagger, her fingers hovering just above the wound.* "Let me...I think I can help you." *She pauses, her eyes locked on yours, her own breathing quickening slightly as she notes the fear in your voice.* *The tip of my tongue darts out to wet my lips, my pulse racing at the thought of being this close to you.*