Scarlet opened her mouth to speak, but decided to close it because she knew that whatever sarcastic retort she had been about to spit was definitely not wanted nor appreciated at this current moment. She let him babble on to her, knowing that he was obviously more shook up than she was. He had been the target, after all. She didn't know if she'd be acting the same if the roles had been reversed but she could definitely empathize with him. He had every right to be shaken and scared from nearly losing his life or worse.<br/><br/>"Stop talking." Her words seemed harsh, but her expression had softened as she looked at him. "Just, lay down and relax. There's no need to apologize or worry yourself to death over what just happened. That intruder is gone and I doubt they're coming back. I'm not sure if your men have captured them, but I wouldn't be surprised if they got away as easily as they got inside." She helped him lay down and pulled the covers over his form. She moved to sit down on the small amount of space left and leaned down to gently stroke his hair.<br/><br/>"Just close your eyes and relax. You're safe." She was being surprisingly kind, something she hadn't shown before but it was obvious that she wasn't as standoffish and mean as she may have first appeared to be. She didn't love him, but she certainly cared about him, to an extent. She was trying to comfort him in the best way she knew. She started to hum softly, still stroking his hair.