[Ajax surveys her, notices how color is starting to return to her cheeks and skin. No longer does she look as if she were on death's doorstep, and he can breathe a little easier knowing that this is working. She'll be fine, they just need to take it a little more slowly now. Give her a moment, to let it settle.

His hand slips into her own, fingers interlacing and and curling around her hand as she deals with the power that's returned to her. She has a lot of it, he knows, and even that much is probably more than any normal person could ever fathom.]

Just let us know. You're looking better already, [he soothes, squeezing her hand once.]

We'll go a lot slower from here on out, too. Sorry for overwhelming you like that.