Zelgodis started, as a shattering sound and a loud thump directly followed his request of entry. By his logic, that meant she had gotten hurt getting out of bed... and it was his fault. Zel didn't wait for an answer at that point. He pushed open the door and tried to figure out what happened.<br/><br/>There was broken glass on the floor, probably the soup bowl Ahmaht had brought her. Her sheets were folded back so it looked like she got out of bed intentionally. It didn't look like she'd landed on any glass, and based on how she was clutching her head, she was still conscious, so she hadn't fainted.<br/><br/>Zel closed the door behind him, as he was sure this girl didn't want everyone passing by to see her like this. Zel stepped further into the room and knelt down next to her. "I'm sorry," he said. "That was my fault wasn't it? Are you hurt?"<br/><br/>He was hesitant to help her up, as they were complete strangers. And strangers aren't supposed to touch each other without permission. "Do... you want help getting up?" he asked, hoping it didn't sound insulting.