"That looked like a rough fall," Serinya offered, rising and sliding a simple step back as the woman rose without assistance.
Around them, the crowd of happy revelers didn't seem to notice or care about the exchange.
"Are you alright?" she asked again.
Bright eyes narrowed as a simple shaft of light hinted against a few of the scars edges, otherwise hidden beneath the stranger's hood.
The healer's eyes widened so slightly, but she didn't say anything further. They were obviously old scars.
There was nothing to say about them.
"The way you fell, I was worried you might have hurt your leg…"