As she began to wake, Adrian breathed a small sigh of relief. Having to take the young woman to St Mungo's would have been a headache and a half. So many forms, and- oh.
He hadn't even considered the disease, which was strange for him. For the most part, it was an Outside threat. How and why in the world had he not even stopped to consider it? It was foolish, which made him irritated. For a moment, it read on his face as a slight frown, before it cleared and he smiled at her, reassuringly. "No, it was nothing like that, miss. Unless I'm very much mistaken, it seemed as though you just had a vision."