"Woah. Okay." Duke hurried out of bed himself (and was really glad he'd gotten into the habit of wearing at least shorts to sleep in, these days). He kept his hands out, ready to catch her if she fell again, wishing he could just pull her into a hug. He was interpreting that "I can't" as "no touching", though, and kept his distance. "It's going to be alright. What do you need?"