No, she hadn't meant to hurt him... And to be perfectly honest, a concussion didn't really compare to having your bones literally grind and shift around repeatedly. But she wasn't going to argue about who was suffering more.
Eden simply let him dry her off then helped slip into the t-shirt, rubbing her face briskly with her hands then running her fingers through her hair like that would help. "Mm... Maybe just help me along," very carefully she stood up and it was rather clear that she was about two seconds from falling over. At least until she settled a hand on Cathair's shoulder.