Zel took the girl's hand and tried to pull her up gently. He lifted into a standing position, but it was more like she was just hanging there. Apparently she hadn't gained enough strength to stand on her own... which was probably why she was on the floor in the first place. Zel kind of set her on the bed, kicking himself for how ungraceful he was.<br/><br/>Somehow they got her back in bed and tucked under the covers. "Sorry," Zel said, apologizing again, perhaps just because of the awkward air he'd brought to the room. Zel bent down and picked up the broken glass lying on the floor, setting it on the corner of the girl's bedside table so he could take it away when he left. "...I'm sorry," he started, "I didn't get your name."