Lucien was in awe of all of this, never before having much knowledge about any of the more specialized species of their world. It was a bit strange for the thief, but he couldn't say he didn't like learning a bit more about her like this. She seemed so open and honest and genuinely interested in sharing with him, at least in this. When she started breaking up her speech, though, he narrowed his brows in mild concern as she just stood there and he watched her hold a hand to her side.
Taking another step closer, he was reaching out his hand and about to ask what was wrong when he looked down again and saw her gills visible there. The feathery tissue so exposed like that gave him a bit of a shock, having not seen her like that yet and for a fraction of a second he wondered just how much variety there was between what he'd seen the previous day and what had been up until very recently, not even knowing yet how she looked in a more full Melite form.
As she staggered towards him, Lucien finally reached out to grasp her by the shoulders as she gasped out such weak words. Nodding, a blank expression was there for a moment as his mind scrambled to figure out what he should do. Should he help her? Yes, of course. There wasn't a bath drawn yet, he knew, so the only other option he knew was...the little pool of a pond he'd first found her by. At least it was close. He had another problem, though, in her current state of dress, or lack thereof.
Looking around the room, his eyes jumped from item to item quickly until they settled upon the blanket on the bed behind them. Snatching it off, he held it out for Dina as he glanced over at the door. "Here, can you put this on? We need to get you back outside, right? Let me carry you," he offered.
