[White's relief is almost palpable as she pulls him back over to the counter, frowning sternly at Weavile for swept up and peeking under the wood for the-- there it is, all the calm and trust to satisfy any spiteful person in a single bottle.]

Whatever it is, I'll help you with it. I don't mind roughing someone up! And it's the least I can do for you helping me out.

[Even if she has a cast! All the better to smack someone around with!]