Valtare nodded in agreement with Bane's assessment, his face etched with concern. "Come on," he said, an arm wrapped around to support her. "You need to rest. The other stuff can wait. They'll understand if you're not feeling well." If there was something wrong, if she was working to the point of collapsing from exhaustion, then he would step in and stop her. He wasn't going to allow anyone to hurt her, or her to hurt herself if he could help it.