[ Kate almost asks 'keep up how' but if she has to ask she's probably failing at it, right? ]

In the blood? [ she echoes instead, eyes narrowed and head tilted. She draws her hands in until thumbs meet and then back to hips. ] You can find somebody else for that. Just generally bloody, or like in the shower washing blood off, fine, I could be up for that. Adrenaline post-battle stuff, totally. But 'here is a puddle of blood let's screw in it'? Not so much.