Adeline allows him to do so, gently taking it into her palms to hold it just within reach― keeping the teacup readily available, but allowing him to remain unencumbered. She gives a little nod.

"―yes," She replies warmly, smiling, though it dims a few tones at his question. "but very fatigued, and very... affected, ser. To see it weep like I did pains me."

Closing her eyes, two downy, white ears slope languidly on either side of her head as a touch of excitable tension melts off of her shoulders. Caring for them is no burden on her heart― she is glad to do so― but it's clearly burdening her body, hues of sleeplessness replacing a usual rosy countenance.

"I'm sorry― I don't know very much. When I arrived to find you both, there was nobody who might answer my questions... and with the SQUIP so out of sorts, I daren't pry to what placed it there." After a moment of respite, she sits up, looking a bit more alert. "I was just about to re-dress your wounds and clean you up a little bit. I've been doing so for the last few days, in the morning and evening."