Torie was too caught up in her panic to truly comprehend the impropriety of the next few moments. However, instead of incredulity that would have surged in any normal circumstance, Torie only felt relief flood her system as her rescuer scooped her up like a sack of flour and quickly vacated the rodent-infested room. The hammering of her heartbeat in her chest was nothing short of deafening as she tried to rationalize just how silly she had been with the real fear that had overcome her. Well! Now she knew she would be no good in a disaster. That poor show, coupled with her problems at the Sanditon after the disaster there, she was starting to think she was useless altogether!

At least she hadn't been the only one to see the rodent of unusual size and her hero had taken her seriously then. Once her feet were firmly planted on the floor once more, outside that heinously creepy dungeon room, Torie finally blew out a shaky chuckle. "No apologies necessary, I owe you my thanks." She assured him with what she hoped was a charming smile. She could still feel her limbs shaking, her body betraying the confidence she was trying to force into her voice.

"You were quite gallant if I do say so myself." She added, a little more breathless. Torie had yet to fully let go of her white knight, which was a good thing, as her head started to swim and her vision blur. His inquiry after her health fell on fuzzy ears as Torie leaned forward once more toward him, this time as she slipped briefly out of consciousness.