Evan stayed where he was for the time being before his brow creased in concern as it seemed Gabi was struggling on her leg. He pushed away from the door frame and passed her on the fridge, reaching in to pull out a couple beers for them both.
"You need any help?" Better to ask that than make too much of a big deal about her knee. She was ex-military, probably didn't want to have a fuss made out of it and Evan figured he would go around it than go direct for the source.
Besides his mother had always taught him to help out where he could.