"I'm in a dr-" Dolores cut off as her awareness kicked back in, blinking in surprise before registering how scared Connor appeared, how much closer he was than before. Touching her. What happened? Had she blacked out, just for a moment? Dolores' lower lip trembled as she reached up to tenderly press her fingertips to the LED, instinctively knowing that red must mean something... bad? And she wanted to soothe it away, feeling guilty that his worry was over her. "I'm sorry, I must have..." but she had no good explanation. It'd been a hard day, and all she wanted was something she'd been thinking of since that first night they danced. To be back in his arms.