[ Ortus' touch is very gentle, even with the rasp of newly formed callouses on his fingers. He assists her to standing and no further, releasing her at once when it becomes clear her balance is once again steadied. ]

I am sure that is the case - but we must all of us endure that which we would prefer not, at times.

[ An overwrought method of conveying the fact that Ortus will not be satisfied until the Captain is afford some form of medical attention. He may only hope the flourish of his words helps conceal their weight. ]

And you may call me Nigenad - or Ortus, if it pleases you to.

[ But not Ninth alone, a boundary quietly asserted. ]