"You're bleeding," Hermione offered. Hela's mouth thinned slightly and one brow gave a minor quirk as though to say "No shit," but she didn't say anything. Hermione sank to her knees, noting how Hela's eyes seemed to run over in a quick sweep, as though checking for weapons. She knew that the woman wouldn't miss the hilt of the dagger sticking out of the sheath on her left thigh, knew that she was wondering if it would be used on her shortly. When their eyes met again, it was Hela who broke the silence.