Reinholdt/Seloria/OPEN - Fighters Guild Exhibition
The sudden crumbling of the young woman in front of him was surprising and not. She seemed such a delicate flower, and the crowd around them could be so harsh at times but... It was often those who appears the daintiest that held the strongest cores. "Oh my dainty dear, you are free to feel no fear." There was the faintest hint of concern within his scrunched brows and wrinkled forehead however.
"Perhaps you've become parched during the daily excitements?" A hand rose, holding on to her shoulder gently as if he was attempting to steady her until she had regained herself from whatever thing had struck her just moments before.