( A frown can be seen on his face at her words. Perhaps she expected to see shock, surprise, or mayhap even confusion. None are evident on his face. Instead, he moves to her side and offers her the aid of his hand still made of flesh. It would be paramount to get her to the Crystarium and seen by healers. His mending capabilities are of to a certain degree, but, beyond what she must need. )

Come, let us get you somewhere safe and tended to. No doubt we have mutual questions that should be spoken. How far can you walk, my lady?