*takes your hand in both of hers, squeezing gently, as though she is anywhere close to a center of calm*
*lets your words hang in the air for a long moment, until she is relatively certain her words will not break on her lips (the immediate danger may be past, but she knows your temper and it will not lie stunned for long)* *softly* Of course. I will see to it myself.
*looks up at you then, a world of understanding in her gaze (we could have lost so much tonight)* He needs you. *knows she does not have to specify to whom she refers*