Eggsy looked her over. "You look like warmed-over shit, Rox, not gonna lie. Your suit's fucked, and you look like you had a fight with a cheesegrater or something. I'm gonna check you for broken bones, okay?" he said, then started to run his hands down her limbs to check for injuries that weren't obvious or immediately visible.
"You remembered anything else, other than me at Tilde's?" he asked, checking that a few shards of glass he'd found were just stuck in cloth and not in Roxy's arm. "I think... I reckon we was attacked. Brandon was at mine, dogsitting, and... and. Fuck."
He concentrated on checking for injuries for a minute before speaking again. "Before I wound up here, I couldn't get a hold of anyone. You, Merlin, Percival or Bors or Gawain or Arthur or anyone."