Lena looks from the woman she just saved, over to where the young elf is spluttering over the man her decision probably just killed, and wondered if she should pray for a do-over. Instead she says "Stop wit' the panic. There's someone over there goin' t' the crows because we used the last potion on ye. Ye want t' stop makin' me think of yer as the worst mistake of my life, please get up and help. Even if it's just helpin' me cut bandages.

"Maybe ye could see if the cart's still in a useful condition. We should ha' some horses arriving soon; but no' enough for all and no' everyone's goin' t' be able to walk or ride anyway."

Not giving the woman a second look, she continues trying to aid the others with there relief efforts, even if all she can do is clean things.