He went after her when he saw what happened. He took her by the wrist, careful not to touch the burn, and guided her to the sink where he immediately began to pump cold water onto the burn. "Shhhhh, hush now, lass, it's alright." He kissed the top of her head and said, "I'm not goin' anywhere... Ye're alright." He knew she needed the reassurance more than she needed to be soothed when it came to the burn. "Sit down now and I will clean up this mess. Then I will cook ye some vittles. Alright?" He didn't mind doing the cooking, he didn't like seeing her upset because she couldn't though.