"I'm unsure if that was a demand, or a slang term. Regardless I refuse to leave you here in this condition." her voice was smooth and steady, however it held a bit of firmness in it as she walked to him again.

"You know how this works, I help you and you go about your merry little way, owing me nothing. That is how it will always be." a flat, bold statement, but she meant every word as she crouched down in front of him, examining one of the wounds on his leg.
He could try to kick her, however she was quite prepared for his attack. She viewed his state much like a frightened, injured, yet deadly animal. She never knew when he was going to strike.