He sees the way she shakes out her hand, like it stings or something, but Ray is too far away to see the cuts or any traces of blood.

"Everything okay over there?" he asks, as he flies in the direction she waved in, hovering downwards and then landing, metal boots hitting the ground as Ray reaches over to pull out her knife. "Got it!"

Then it's back up into the air, back over the fence, and then back down again inside the perimeter. He's still got to stick the landing a little better, but it's not ungraceful so Ray is pretty pleased.

"Here you go," he says, smiling through the protective window in his helmet. "Though, you ... might want to clean it off a bit."