Unfortunately, and explanation was the only thing he wanted from her at that moment. He waited just a few seconds for her to get up. Realizing she had no intention to, he instead grabbed her by the arms to pull her up. She had always been smaller than him by comparison, but her additional weight loss made it that much easier for him. "Where did you crawl in from? And where are your shoes?" Concerned question, but his tone was hardly more than one that was definitely judging her. Whatever happened since the last time he had seen her, it hadn't been good for her. Either that or she had lied about the no more alcohol and had wandered in a mess from the streets. Though he assumed that he would have noticed then if he had been around when she came in.
But he was losing sight of what was important. "More importantly what are you doing here?!" Michel demanded, crossing his arms and waiting for a more immediate answer.