"Fuck that noise!" Also, yelling that loud is probably going to attract the one kinds of attention. Maybe the attention of the kind that just stabbed Marina. "I'm not dying of blood loss, I'd be happy if you did a fucking sparkly magical ballerina dance to heal me!"

Practically leaping to her feet, she grabs Anais by the sleeve and tugs on her, walking fast, almost a jog, away from the Dead District. "Let's go let's go we don't need his back up showing up come on!"

Even with magic, still terrified.