[he shifts forward, dropping to one knee -- not getting between them, just in case it's not done yet, but a bit alarmed in spite of himself. he puts his hand over hers on the bar, trying to catch her attention]
Euphie--? [are you alright, he wants to ask, but, how could she be alright whatever Cross might have done to her. he flickers a glance at Cross. is this acceptable or is this bad?]