By the time he's done with that she's on the concrete, her eyes wide with panic and pain. There's a million thought rushing through her mind then. So many things, and none of them concerning the hole that just got torn into her. She blinks, trying to focus her eyes on him. "Are you OK?" A second ago it wouldn't have been the first words out of her mouth, but it was always in her mind. Always. You don't just stop loving someone because they hurt you.