[ Magnus is still getting the lay of the land here, so to speak. While he's used to enough bizarre happenings in his own life, he's not used to this place's particular variety of fucking with its denizens, which means that his own reaction to the sight of Ygritte is much less mild than would actually be helpful.

More accurately, he immediately exclaims, ] Holy shit! Are you okay? We need to get you to a healer, or a -- a --

[ And then his hand goes straight through her shoulder, and he turns back to Jon, the question just now registering in his mind. ]

No shit, I can see her. Do you -- did you know her?