Hansel's taken enough bad hits before that just this once, he can manage to live without them. "It's not a big fucking deal, Hansel." Gretel pushes his hands away with a huff of irritation before applying pressure to the wound. It hurts, but she's not about to die.

That last part catches her attention, and she gives her brother the flattest of looks. "Yeah, I'd like to see you fucking try."