'Dashing... dashed against the wall. Not too much difference, I suppose.' if she hadn't been at work she would've come so much sooner just to make sure he was okay, even before he collapsed she had been worried just from seeing him. Maybe he tricked the citizens he didn't know with the makeup until he collapsed, but she was hardly a stranger at this point.

It would be a lie to say she wasn't comforted by the way he stroked her hair, carefully nestling closer as he did, her eyes half closed. He was okay. Morgana just had to keep telling herself that he was okay.

She could always slap him for being a fool later.