Worry flooded her system as she felt his hand on hers. Any thoughts she had about leaving were pushed away at the sight of him doubled over in pain. She preferred to be the one causing the proverbial pain, not watching somebody she may or may not be starting to care for be in actual pain. It was a startling realization just how much this bothered her.

Trying to find some sense of calm, Febs gave their joined hands a little squeeze and reached out with her free hand to brush the hair from his face. "Just breathe, is it passing?" Though he'd said it was okay, she hardly believed him. "Do you want me to go find someone?" She asked this time only because they didn't need another scene like the one in the foyer and because she was genuinely more worried about leaving him alone at this point.