Thorough would have been the best way to describe her intentions and yet, she held back if only to prevent herself from overcrowding him entirely with her prodding and searching. Instead, she breathed a sigh of relief at his apparent lack of injury, finally able to compose herself more thoroughly and take a step aside, finally able to revel in that momentary peace of mind. But she doubted it had been the case for all involved - how could it have been? Bears were perhaps one of the few creatures that struck a chord of fear in every wolf and yet, the bear that had been stalking by Taviora's borders had not been just a bear - they had even gone as far as calling it a monster once or twice.

As if on cue, he had begun to explain the situation and she instinctively leaned in to listen with such intensity. She frowned in thought at his words, a low hm of consideration as she pondered the meaning of it. Sidriel had been injured? And so, Herschel had somehow felt that pain? It made her take pause. It seemed impossible to understand and yet, she filled in the blanks where she could in whatever strange, abstract way might seek to appease the lack of logic. "I trust you not to be in danger's path and yet, even I felt fleeting moments of worry and fear that is not...usual. Perhaps it was your own, then, that I felt." Her tone rose, not quite a question but somewhere between rationale and uncertainty.

It was then that she felt that familiar flutter in her chest, though it was not her own heart to do so - when his words came, she understood. It had been his nerves that had sought to infilterate her own and so, she laughed, a coy and small thing as a brow crept up. "I would hardly consider this a disturbance," she eased, relaxed now that she had been assured of his health - though her mind roamed here and there to Sidriel and the others, knowing full well she would need to seek them each out in due time - "in fact, you likely made it easier. Now, at least, I don't need to hunt about Taviora in search of you."

She stretched up then, legs long and muscles expelling the day's worth of stress, and she felt it right to remove their thoughts from the bear for the time being. The air did not ring with the howls of threat but rather celebration and so, she had the right mind to assume things had gone much better than expected. "I have to wonder, Constantine, what kind of upbringing you must envision for me if you worry so often for my safety," she teased with a challenging grin, curious to hear what he might truly be thinking. She knew him thus far to be quite the...worrier, yet she had to wonder just what life he envisioned for the woman who had been deemed him soul's match. And then, perhaps, she'd probe more from him.