[ Even if he did lash out at her, she wouldn't fault him for that - she doubts being suddenly pulled along like this by shadows was pleasant in the slightest, his reaction made that much clear, but it's all she has. She'll just have to be quick about this, for his own comfort.

Though seems like her hunch was right, and there's a slight sag of her shoulders in relief when his panic eases. ]

That's right. [ She works the fabric over the feathers, making sure to be gentle. And there's an audible sigh of relief when the crystals start to slowly chip away, as he finally starts to dry. ]

I'm sorry, I know it was upsetting but it was the quickest way to bring you to some cover. I'll try to be as quick as possible.