[… Frowning, slight, and very carefully beginning the arduous task of tucking his legs underneath him within the small space. Given the tiny trailer being taken up by his bulk, it takes a bit of maneuvering, but the end result still gives Haru a foot or two to catch her breath.]

Stay still. It might take a moment for the shock to wear off.

[Voice carrying it with the weight of expectation, there. He’d much rather not have her moving.]

The area might bruise, I’m afraid, but I doubt I fractured your ribs. [He hopes. The urge to ask to inspect her is strong, but for now, he will refrain, to give her that added privacy.] My apologies, Miss.