Zoe paused momentarily, glancing about the cabin, then stepped back, shrugging out of her jacket, which she bundled up in her fist, pressing it into the wound.  She wasn't gentle, pressing hard enough to cause no small amount of pain, but hopefully, staunching the flow of blood, "Okay... do I need to sew it up or somethin?" she asked.

She left enough time for a response before taking a deep breath and yelling at the top of her lungs, "Help!  We need a Doctor!"