"Oh, love- Right, let's get to the sofa," he practically carried her over there, sitting with her, his arms around her. He didn't care about the blood on his clothes, all he cared about were those heart wrenching sobs. "I've got you," he said, trying to be soothing, though he had no idea what had happened and he was worried she was in danger. "Do I need to call someone? Is someone after you?"