[It's not like she hasn't seen him in his underwear before! They live together. Oh god, where is she gonna stay after this? She sinks onto the bed feeling numb, leaning heavily against Jefferson when he sits next to her.]

No. No, he didn't hurt me. [At least not physically.] Blood's not mine. It's Matt's. He-- [She exhales shakily, arms circling around his waist.] He sliced up his leg and I was patching him up. That's not the reason, by the way. I didn't cheat or anything.