After checking his pulse a few times and finding him slow but steady, Rip finally and very reluctantly relaxed and just... waited.

An hour later when he started to stir, she was still there with him leaning on her. Though by now she was gently threading her fingers through his hair. "A miscalculation."

Her words were just blunt. "Exactly, vat vere you trying to do?" Though she had a sneaking suspicion.