I'm sure you can. [Bedside manner time. Jemma slowly picks up the second knife, and circles behind Jessica to stand at her back.]

Maybe when we get bandaged up... if such things exist.

[Well, it's Hell. You never know.]

I'm going to start.

[She gives the short warning to let Jessica have time to brace herself, before she scratches out the L, as delicately as if she had a scalpel in hand.]