"Sharille!?" Valen drew a breath, suddenly worried on seeing her dropping to squat so. Reaching over to hug her, he looked her over, trying to see if she was alright or if something had happened. Worry running through him but he didn't want to falter and get paralyzed in place at the time. Holding Sharille, he looked around for any signs of an attacker, grimacing, worrying but trying to check if she was fine and just stumbling or if there was more to it.<br/><br/>"Sharille?"