Alex looked up sharply at the voice, still panting from exertion and fishing around for the hand sanitizer in his backpack. "Did I--what?"
He looked from the woman back to the dinosaurs, his mind still working on the problem of what to do with loose Edmontosaurs now nosing about in the park, and then back to the woman. "The hos--are you hurt?" He thought that he'd done his best to keep the herd from doing too much damage and away from people in general, which was no small feat considering that they were huge and surprisingly skittish. He dropped his bike and was examining her for damage in an instant: broken bones, probably; collateral damage from the controlled stampede since Edmontosaurs lacked biting teeth and their claws were nearly hooflike at the end of their stubby fingers.