"Mis-Miss! You really shouldn't be moving around yet, you were unconscious..." He said, but didn't move to stop her. If she was as disoriented as he was, then touching her wouldn't help her state of mind. Quatre's brain supplied him again with the fact that she may not be human but he quickly pushed the thought away. If she needed help and he could give it to her, then he would, no matter who or what she was.

"My name is Quatre Raberba Winner. Its very nice to meet you...but I think perhaps we should try to get our bearings..."