[ Ortus is not sure what sort of punishment one might incur for looking at a necromancer captain of the Imperial fleet and thinking poor thing, and so he is glad, as he has oft has cause to be, that his thoughts are his and his alone. All that shows in his expression is the deferential readiness of serve of a well-trained cavalier presented with a necromancer in need. ]

Then we should see you settled soon, Captain.

[ He rises to his feet and offers her a hand, already considering where she may be housed at first. He would bring her to the dojo, but he is not certain of the impact it might have on his lady, and besides, it is not his roof to offer. He also cannot bring her to an abandoned dwelling, devoid of the comforts she is so evidently in need of. A lodging house might present too many strangers, and interruptions of hubbub that would tax her nerves. ]

May I guide you to the local medical facility for an evaluation? I can assure you of fair treatment - my own lady has served there, and will vouchsafe you.

[ And they have clean beds and private rooms where the Captain might be attended to while Ortus ascertains how best to proceed.

(It does not, somehow, occur to him that he is being overly bold for his station. ) ]