He looked up in alarm at the sudden use of perfume, but trying to sit up to grab her arm only caused a hacking fit, and he had to settle back onto his back. Once the fit passed, he weakly grabbed her leg. "You avoided my question. Are you okay? Or am I going to need to kill something brutally to make this right?"<br/><br/>He gave her a weak smile at his jest, though he really needed to know. She was someone he depended on, and if she was breaking, he would have to put her on rear guard duties until she could handle the strain again.