Under his jacket is nothing. Another shirt, red but unstained. It tells her he's not bleeding at least. And he lets her see that much before making a move to brush her hand away.

"Hey. Take it easy, Korra."

He flirts casually, hoping to dismiss the issue with a sharp change on topic. He feigns the shock and the look of one having his personal space violated. "I'm easy but not that easy. At least buy me a cheap drink and take me to a nice hotel before you try to take my clothes off."