She grabs him by his wrists and looks them over. Her expression turning surprisingly worried.

"Shit, these look nasty." And her glare is pointed at Souji again, though she gives a nod in his direction in appreciation for taking care of Cluckles at least. "Think you could do that for his hands, 'senpai'?" She's only slightly poking fun at his strange Japanese language and not at all the fact that 'upper-classman' just sounded lame.