action;
[ he gets a gentle laugh from her at his phrasing and reassurance. she likes how comfortable she is with him, though she ignores what it means, what she thinks it means. ]
I never would have imagined you as anything but completely dignified. [ which is, perhaps, true. she knows dignity is something he has in spades and imagining him throwing a tantrum akin to ones that nikola has thrown in her presence is difficult. amusing, but difficult to picture. ]
I'm certain she had her hands full and if that's a warning to me, you've nothing to worry about. I've had to drag Abnormals twice my own size to safety. Or into the main lab of the Sanctuary so I could properly treat them. You're in good and capable hands.
[ which means she will legitimately drag him kicking and screaming to the clinic for a check-up if she has to. it also brings up the memories of the one time she was ill since the source blood activated her abnormality... as well as the one time her old friend was ill. the former was a long process, but the latter... well, she'd almost lost her old friend and that had scared her deeply. her hands subconsciously tighten on jean-luc's arm, an effort to hold herself next to him and keep him from going anywhere she couldn't follow. ]