Rorschach felt Merope's slight weight against him, and listened to her whispering. Something about a woman whispering to him in the dark, especially saying such grateful things, made him feel a certain way he wasn't quite certain he could identify.
"Is fine," he answered shortly, standing without difficulty and heading back toward the clocktower. He kept his eyes and ears out for any out-of-place sights or sounds, worried that they could still potentially get attacked.
"Need to find doctor for you. Tomorrow at latest."