It seemed Valtare was having difficulty in stopping his frown at this point, his concern still pre eminent. "Serena, we care about you. How do you think I felt, seeing you so beat up and drained, heck, even carrying you back here after you collapsed. Telling me there was a problem is a lot easier than just watching and not knowing what's wrong." He smiled a bit as he reached over to brush her hair back from her face a bit. "You could never hurt me." No, only he could hurt himself.

The King sat back, some of his worry seeming to leak away with the news that his daughter was conscious for the moment. He nodded then, to Bane and himself. "Very well. I will dispense with what I am doing now as rapidly as possible, and will be to see Serena soon. This will not take more than a few minutes."