"Naw, don't you worry about it." His brows furrow, worried about what this chocolate has done to her, worried about what hacking all of that might have damaged, but the fact that it seems like she's real weak and not really using any of her limbs is also worrying. That chocolate seemed more like poison at this point, magical, horrific poison.

"Can you move at all? I might be able to carry you and get you someplace a little better than this." And all the...globs of everything around them. And then find someplace he can hose off his fur. "You feel like anythin' else might be...y'know. Brewin'?" At least they can stay outside for the time being somewhere in that case.