"I'd prefer to avoid either, personally." And with that she's going to fumble into her bag for a moment, before pulling out a pair of scissors. The edge is sharp enough to slice against her wrist - not too deep but enough to get some clear cuckoo blood flowing. She scoops some of it off her wrist, before leaning forward and smearing it against the wound.

She wouldn't do this if she didn't assume that Max wasn't already a cryptid. But cuckoo blood is an antiseptic and a pain reliever so this will hopefully help her from going into shock and keep the wound from getting infected. Then she's just going to press her hand against the wound and push them both up. "Lean on me. We need a first aid kit."