The more that she smiles, the more he's convinced he's going to die. It's not her fault, she's clearly doing her best, but she's trying so hard to make it seem better, Luke just ends up thinking he's going to be the opposite of okay. He has a mind to confirm that her first guess was correct and he was shot, not stabbed, but he keeps mum, not even objecting to her calling the cops when she does, though it probably means the end of the line for him. Even jail is a less permanent ending than death, although from the time he's spent behind bars, he's thinking the small difference will quickly cease to matter. Especially with Jason on the other side. He doubts Ro would bring him in even for the occasional visit, not that he can blame her. In the end, he'll always hate himself most.

"Luke," he coughs in response, grateful for small favors when he doesn't taste blood in his mouth. Bruce Willis flicks have taught him that it's generally a bad sign.