Well. It's a nice look and you took down someone probably twice your weight. I can't think why you'd think it was teasing.

[ His keeps flicking his eyes from her wound to her face, making sure he's not harming her. But she's as strong as he thinks. He's a quick worker and soon she's properly cared for. ]

I don't want him for anything, so I've no protest. [ He stands, though keeps a hand on his knee and a bent posture, trying to be conscious of his tendency to loom being uncomfortable. His other hand is extended to help her up. Let her test the weight, then see if he needs to carry her- which he absolutely would if needed. ] ...Want me to curse him?