Her eyes widened as she saw him take in her appearance, her lips parted in surprise. She didn't think the window had done much damage but from the looks of his reaction, perhaps it was worse than she had thought. Rowan raised a hand and gingerly pressed her fingers to her cheek, seeing them come away smeared with blood. Even more surprising, was the genuine concern written on his face. "It can't be —" that bad. She meant to complete the sentence, but was immediately cut off as he placed both hands on her shoulders and unceremoniously shoved her back.

A noise of surprise escaped her as her head connected with the wall, and she winced slightly. A moment later she understood his actions as a gust of wind bellowed past them. Rowan turned her head so most of the wind would glance off her face, but she was made uncomfortable by the sudden impulse to duck into him to avoid most of it. Her eyes moved to him as he spoke and she was again struck by the determined expression on his face. Another involuntary wince as he mentioned getting the glass out of her face. There was glass?

"I'll manage," she replied breathlessly, still directing herself away from the wind. "Let's just find a place and I'll take care of the barrier charms."

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