[Indeed, once he manages to get his eyes open, she appears to be fine; less bruised up then he is, and standing more easily.]

"Good, then..."

[It's a bit surprising how much of a relief that is. But he shrugs it off after a moment in favor of something just as pressing.]

"Aye; I can handle myself until this fight is finished."

[And to prove it, he hazards taking a few steps forward. His sides hurt from the movement, but he pushes through the pain, and his legs hold.]