*returns your smile, pleased that you seem to be enjoying yourself so much* *doesn't feel sorry for you so much anymore, per se, but does think you're too lonely for such a genuinely charming woman*
*reacts instantly as your balance gives out, closing his arms around you and holding you securely to his chest until you can find your feet again* *finds himself with a faceful of soft, sweet-smelling hair and smiles a bit (women really are such pretty creatures)*
*murmurs softly, concerned* *doesn't quite realize how close his lips are to your ear until he's already speaking* Are you all right, my Lady? How's your ankle?