"I don't know, love, has-" Moving fast, Bill tugged Dominique toward him as the dishes began to fall, shielding her with his body from the worst of the crockery but earning himself a few cuts of his own. He was already scarred, permanently even, so he didn't mind a few more.
The danger over, he gave her a slight squeeze and a kiss to the top of her head before letting go. "Let's put the wand down for a mo and get a look at your cuts, yea? And maybe you can tell me if something like this has ever happened before?" He knew some basic first aid from his fieldwork and began methodically healing her cuts and scrapes.