[ Flower's smile doesn't change. It stays the same, genial and friendly little curve of his lips as he watches the woman struggle, clutching at his arm, clearly in pain.

After a moment, he sighs, sounding like he'd just caught her doing something awful silly before moving to try and curl his arm under her shoulder to support her. ]

There, there. Come on, let's get you inside. You're going to catch an awful chill walking around like this, you know that?