He's about to pop back up again, get off a few shots at those guys, maybe take down one or two of them -- he's a good shot, he could probably manage that without getting shot in return -- but when she opens the tear and sends out that... whatever it is, his plans are abandoned, and somehow, the only appropriate response seems to be to stay behind cover and gape at her in surprise.

"What was that?" he asks, realizing that maybe it's a stupid question. Whatever it was, he realizes, is doing a damn good job clearing out the four gangsters that're approaching them. In fact, pretty soon, the angry thugs are reduced to being no threat at all. Impressive.

He glances away from the bizarre robot with the gatling gun to look at her, eyebrow raised. She may not notice she's bleeding, but he does, and he gestures at it. "You're bleeding," he points out, rather obviously, he thinks.