Not as strained as she might think; although for the first time since they'd reunited and met, he did not listen to her. Not letting her go or putting her down anyways. "...and let you fall off the roof?" There is a very arched-eyebrow, and some amusement in crimson-eyes, before looping his left hand under her knees again.

Easy enough to leap down, and only on the ground in the alleyway, did he finally comply with her request. Taking a full step back, to give her space even. "And where will you walk to, Lucrecia? You passed out." Calm tones, but firm.