[Now that he's within physical range of her, now that he can intervene directly if he does perceive a threat and he finds none, it's easier to be as calm as he is on the surface. He crosses to her after carefully closing the door, sitting down almost like an afterthought to looking over what he can see of her for damage. He believes her, but shock can sometimes hide minor injuries from notice; he doesn't like that she looks so worn down, either.]

Are you truly alright? What happened?