[Maybe he should have expected it, but he doesn't; he blinks momentarily as she tries to take responsibility for that whole mess, as if it were her fault.]

Hey—

[His initial attempt at interrupting her is more of a gentle utterance, and as a result she barrels past it with another sentence and a half before he finally raises his voice.]

Hey! Pauline—I don't care about the pastry, or whatever. I'm just glad you're okay.

[He's still holding the creature in one hand, out of reach of the both of them. It's probably grumpy, and he'll have to figure out what to do with it, but making absolutely sure the girl is properly back together takes priority.]

You're not hurt or anything, are you?