She took his hand gently, fingers a touch tacky from scab attempts, but the aid up was yet another sign that she had graced him 'lord' well. "Shouldst future events demand such only then," she agreed carefully. An informal lord was not a terrible thing?

Ah, she looked down at her feet a moment at his question, "apologies, I have been running harsh for some time. Like there are damages I've yet to feel proper, but I will treat myself when I am able, I'll not burden you."