[ he's probably one of the last people she would like to see right now, regardless of how suspicious he may be in her eyes at this point. ―aside from Franziska, that is. pretty sure she wanted to be on the opposite side of the building from the woman that had gotten both Lara and Luke in the cage in the first place. Bigby wouldn't blame her if she felt that way, either. having to deal with a guy that couldn't keep his emotions in check when she was having a hard time handling her own isn't something one should be excited for.

maybe she will be flattered (at some point) to find out that he's doing his best to keep his frustrations in check. with Elizabeth balled up and secluding herself in a counter, he knelt on one knee and leaned in to get a bit closer. slowly, cautiously, does he reach forward to place a hand on her shoulder. she'll find it's a bit different than him questioningly stabbing her with his index finger in a bathroom like last time. ]

No, you're not. Let's not bullshit each other right now, alright? You're not fine. And you shouldn't be.

[ she wants to be strong, but she has no reason to be right now. she is still away from the others. everyone else still sees her as a woman that knows how to fight, so they would think twice before thinking to place her on the chopping block again. ]

I just wanted to check up on you. You looked... pretty banged up from what I could tell, and it's getting late. So.

[ ugh, he's so bad at this. even if he had known her better than this, he was still going to fumble around his words thinking of what to say to make her feel better. at least he is trying. ]