"I didn't assume you had." It was easy to picture his own reunion manque going violently sideways, with a few variables slightly different.

(In a world where he was less upset himself, there might have been an attempt at a joke about Templars and guarding entryways. But he can't manage it just now.)

"I told you where I was going, and when we parted ways, none of us knew anything was wrong other than the sending crystal malfunction. Was anyone injured seriously?" Not to dismiss the black eye, but she's in good enough shape to be on her feet and berating him, so. Worse than that, presumably.