Too little, too late with the reassurance. Rowan's instantly at her side, simple given their already close distance, and has a hand on her side meant to steady her, prepared to wrap around her waist should she need more than just a little touch to steady her. His brows draw together in confused concern.

"What's wrong?" he asks, then starts to make a connection. "Does that take a lot out of you? You should sit down again or something."