[He heard the shout, of course. It's so maddeningly quiet anf peaceful in here, it could use a little excitement. Was there a fight or something going on outside?

He rushed quickly out, tossing a jacket haphazardly over sleepwear, one wing poking out at an odd angle, but found nothing as exciting as what he expected, but... it's a familiar face at least.]

Hm, favouring the right, the attempt at using the left is quickly abandoned.]

Hello again. You fell on your own this time, huh?

Here. This way, we'll be even.

[Offering his hand comes after a delay... and he initially does this standing, before he thinks to kneel and support the arm she can't use .]