"You were what? And here I thought I was leaving you in relative safety - I can't let you alone for a minute, can I?" Duclos was on his feet and crossing to Hans' side before the first sentence was out of his mouth. The intended teasing, non-serious tone of the second sentence failed in the view of the concern he couldn't, even out of habit, hide. "Hansin - what happened? When? Are you alright? Who?"