Under his jacket Kobra's got blood up to his elbows, but he can't see a drop of it himself, so he jerks back violently when the stranger reaches for him. The last thing he wants in this creepy place is for weird people to touch him. It's bad enough he has to deal with them being around while he's scavenging for himself. If it was up to him, he'd just have a nice chat with the AI, collect shit for himself and be on his way.

"I'm fine."

His hackles are raised as he stands facing Clark with a suspicious look.