His gaze turns judging as he evaluates the weight of her voice and the look of her wound. If there is one thing to benefit her doing it, it's that she's the one who can actually feel what she's doing, and what hurts where. He wouldn't want to do more damage by pulling it the wrong way. He nods, though a little reluctant still. "Okay."

He leans in, tucking his head to the side of her, so that he can loop the rope around behind her. Then he raises it up to hold just so at her waist, ends gathered toward one side. "Hmm..." He loops one around the other for the loose beginnings of a knot, then takes the end between his teeth, blood or whatever else be damned, so that his hand might go to the other side to help adjust the rope's position once the tail is out of her.

Obviously he can't speak, but he hopes the 'go ahead' intent comes through when he looks up and makes a noise through his teeth.