She waves off the concern gently. "What is this to more grievous injuries?". Then she affects a sort of pompous expression, as if she were well pleased with herself. "Besides, I think it rather dashing. If gentlemen can brawl and end with all manner of scrapes then I should at least own the privilege of an injury now and then myself. Perhaps it will even be fashionable, in time."

That said though, she leaves off the slight mask of merriment she usually affects to look somewhat more serious. She draws up to her full height, lips pressing softly together. "I cannot be sure. There was so much scuffling and general noise that I could barely hear a thing, to be honest."