Elizabeth had seen a bit of something when they first met. A hint something was there. She hadn't really known what it was, but apparently it included being able to fall from heights that would certainly at least break someone's legs. When he turned, too, she got a better look at his face. Something was off, and she wasn't sure if she even ought to ask. It wasn't like he knew her well. Still, if she could help -

"Hey, are you okay?" she finally asked, concern overriding her curiosity over what she just saw (for the moment).