She huffs and puffs a bit from the internal passion of fear brewing through her. Well, that and the running; she ran all the way here. But Detlef's words slowly bring her down, and she begins to realize that it's not just the two of them here in the stables. She stiffens as she notices Lance, remembering the last time she saw him was also in ... a less-than-composed manner. She clears her throat before responding.

"... Captain."

She looks back to Detlef and furrows her brows. She really does think for a moment on how she can actually help, now that she knows Gregor is all right.

"I can move large debris and know how to swing a hammer. I'll help where I can."