Yorda had backed away from Ladybug, quite skittish after what had happened. Though when she recognized the other girl wasn't going to try to rob her, she shook her head.

"No, they did not take anything. Thank you."

She rustled her bag and there was the clink of something broken. She was about to inspect the contents when Lady Bug pointed out the injury.

It didn't hurt - not much at least. She was still shaken and if there was pain, it just was not registering. But Lady Bug looked concerned, and Yorda did not want to worry this kind person.

She covered the wound with the palm of her hand, which grew just a bit brighter. When she pulled it away, the edges of the gash retained the glow and began to close up. The 'blood' on the ground was slowly dissipating in clouds of shadow.

"See? It is fine. What is your name? I am Yorda."