I — but you can't very well mean to go back out there, you'll only be knocked down yourself!

[Clearly boys tripping over themselves to cater to her is the natural and appropriate state of the universe, because she does seem to be easing up a little — holding herself a little less tightly, unfurling just a little bit from trying so hard to make herself look small.]

...B-Besides, you seem much the worse off, just look at you. I'm the one who ought to be offering to help, if I can...