[ His brows furrow as he looks her over again. She doesn't have any visible wounds, and save for the horse chewing on her hair and the few leaves that had tangled themselves in it - one of which he promptly reached for and carefully pulled out, - it didn't look like there was any damage to her head. ]

You're welcome, I couldn't just leave you out in the cold like that, [ getting chewed on by horses and all that, ] Do you want to head inside with me? Maybe warming up a bit will help. [ and if she says yes, Koujaku has his arm at the ready to offer it to her. ]