When he doesn't wake up, she begins to really worry. This really was no good. As a matter of fact, as she finally sees all the blood, she realizes it's really quite bad. It's also the reason she sets him down on his back and gives the bow at her back a harsh yank, untying it and whipping it from her waist with an impatient tug.

Scowling for all she's worth, Alice crumples the long slip of material up then presses it to the man's side in an attempt to stem the bloodflow because like hell was she letting this impossible, annoying, and complicated old man just die now.

She still had too many questions to ask and he still had some that he could answer, she was sure of it. "I swear, if you die, I'm going right back into the Abyss just so I can hunt you down, do you hear me you stupid Clown?!"