He kept his smile, even as she blacked out against him. She could rest, he thought, and surely we will have gotten here in time to get her fixed up. Plus he liked the compliment, even if she gave it while a bit loopy. 

Turning his attention to the naga, he answers without polite greeitngs, "um...bot with guns. SHe's bled out a bit, and could use some blood...do you have a file on her here? and...a place for me to set her down?"