Trinity was even more surprised that the crowd around them didn't walk up to him and ask if he needed help, or even a trip to the hospital, especially with that cut on his head. Rather rude people to not even try to help the guy, but she figured that was what New York was all about. People relying on themselves and their families.
Then Trinity never guessed what the bloodied man did next; he smiled at her. She wasn't sure why he did this. Probably to illustrate that he was harmless, but Trinity couldn't tell from his condition. From the inside, Trinity felt...rather uncomfortable, and somewhat disgusted of the blood on him, but Trinity, the friendly and honest individual she can be, tried to make the best of the situation by trying to add some comedy, or at least a sense of communication.
“Had a rough day, huh?”, Trinity asked the man after putting her headphones down to her shoulders.