Andy looked at the rapidly growing bloodstain on Donny's side and then briefly locked eyes with Donny before turning his attention back on Leona. If that man was foolish enough to kill the only man here who could patch up that wound and save his life, fine. Let him have his fun and bleed to death afterwards. Judging from the growth of the stain the man would weaken soon enough and die without help. He knew pushing a cloth on the wound wouldn't to stop the bleeding, this was the kind of wound that needed proper medical attention. If Donny didn't ask for help, he wouldn't give it, not as long the man wanted to kill him. He didn't give the man any more attention and smiled at Leona, right now he was talking with the dear Leona and it would be rude to just interrupt the lovely conversation they had. And he certainly wouldn't interrupt it for something silly as pleading for his life or something like that, he wouldn't give Donny that kind of satisfaction. In fact, he would just ignore Donny and pretend he didn't exist.