Cassian steps back, keeping one hand on Sherlock's back to make sure he isn't about to fall over. He cranes around, less to present himself as to get a look at Sherlock's face—check pupil dilation, sclera capillaries, anything else. of course, the aroma is a pretty good clue on its own.

Mainly, Cassian's just glad the man had recognized the rescue attempt for what it was, not feel attacked and punch him.

"Thanks. Can I help you get somewhere?"



[ooc: also, if it comes up, please feel free to do Sherlock's thing at Cassian as much as you like; I throw all info at your feet. I'm such a sucker for that, I'm pretty impossible to godmod. And if you want to do any power-sharing shenanigans, thisaway]