[Hershel really did not know what to make of all this commotion, up until he notices someone he never saw before and jesus christ calhoun brought more people into this the fricken rat.]

[He hurries over, concerned.] Are you alright? I... guess that's a stupid question, who would be, just um-

[Take a moment to appreciate the fun you've come into, Akiko. Hershel's one sleeve is stained with what looks like soot, his tie is wrapped around his other, upper arm as a makeshift bandage and his sleeve is bloodstained around it. Don't you feel better about where you are now?]

Here- [He pulls off his vest, offering it to her. Not the first time he had to do this, probably wasn't going to be the last.] It won't help much but if you need to dry off...