Once they're clear of the the immediate danger Bartz stops, glancing behind them to check if they'd been followed.

"Looks like we're... okay..."

He turns back to her with a tentative smile that falls away when he sees the tears in her eyes. Oh crap is she crying? Is it his fault? He quickly tries to play it off.

"Uh, no, I'm fine. It's not that bad. See?"

He pats the wound several times to prove it doesn't hurt. Which might have been convincing if he didn't wince. He tried.

"Er, I've had worse. Trust me. Anyway, we made it out! Are you okay?"