The fact that she wasn't in pain was a relief, though he supposed if she could speak by this point she'd have made it well known and they'd be in a very different situation. Faustus's blue gaze looked down at the ground and went back up to her as he stopped pacing but still kept his distance. He didn't want anyone to touch her for fear that whatever had hindered her was transferrable.

"Nearly an hour..." He pursed his lips in thought. It was good that she wasn't in pain but it was concerning that she couldn't feel anything - it suggested she was still aware of the weight her own body had, and whatever had happened to her wasn't the one supporting her weight. "And since then you've been able to move your head, or has what originally afflicted you slowly started wearing off?"