She wasn't alone. Jane hadn't heard the woman approach due to the heavy rain, and it made her stop on one of the steps on the way to the second floor. She looked down at the stranger, and she immediately noticed the fact that she had a substantial amount of blood on her person. That should have been reason enough for Jane to turn her away, but despite the fact, Jane didn't do that. Instead, she went down a few steps, her hand resting on the railing for support.

"If you're going to help me, then why are you covered in blood? Because from the looks of it, either you are not very talented or you're doing the opposite of helping..."

There was a brief silence. Maybe Jane had gone a little overboard, but it was easier to ask questions now and not the other way around. Her skin tingled, but she maintained her composure. At a first glance, the woman didn't seem all that threatening to her. She didn't rule out the possibility that she was hostile, of course, but to jump to conclusions could possibly end up setting her up for failure. She was at a disadvantage due to her wounds, and she didn't want to chance it. Jane would rather play along for the moment being and adjust later if needed be. 

"...I have to admit though, I'd be foolish to turn away [i]any[/i] help at this point." Jane went on, noticing the woman was glowing. She would have attacked Jane by now if that was her intention, and the thought put her at ease. She didn't let her guard down completely, but she wasn't on edge. "Come on, I was just going up to find a room," Jane motioned, the dull ache on her shoulder intensifying as a result and Jane was once again reminded that any small gesture or movement would be painful. Hopefully the woman would put an end to that and then leave her be so she could rest. The fight had drained her quite a bit and she'd be insane to go outside again without fully recovering.