Seeing it with his own eyes forced a shot of pure fury thought his veins, but he pushed it back down, even if it was nearly impossible to do so. There was no point for it right now, he reminded himself, and certainly not the time. She said she had taken care of it, and Terry believed her. He was well aware Lena could take care of herself, but that still didn't make him any less pissed that something had happened to her. That she was required to defend herself. And while he knew her first impulse would be to tell Benji, to tell Laken, and to get it all in the open and deal with it, he was also well aware that on occasion, she was allowed to just process for a moment before delving into the rest of it. This was one of those moments. He could see it in her eyes, even if it would never be spoken aloud.
As she stepped closer, Terry turned his head away from her, as not to shout in her ear. "I'll be back in a bit. Shit came up. Bars ready." Figured a warning to Rafa was better than walking out to an empty bar. With that finished he pulled her tight, slipping his wand from his pocket and apparating them directly into his flat. At least the ceiling was mended from their efforts this go around...
Letting her go, he stepped back to give Lena her space for a moment before motioning towards the bathroom. "Go. Shower. I'll get you something else to wear and food. Afterwards... if you want to tell me." He shrugged, not really pushing that any further. He'd rather she was looked after and mended first.