"I am sure you are." Said sincerely and perhaps with just a hint of jest. Wyll reached a hand out to help her to her feet, then politely stepped back. "It's no trouble- Oh!" great heavens!

Just as quickly as he had stepped back to give her space, Wyll was invading it again to grasp her by the shoulder to keep her upright. He sure didn't expect the dead weight of an unconscious (and very tall) elven woman falling into him though, and ended up falling on his ass this time, cushioning her fall as he did so she ended up cradled in his arms. "My lady-?" Please just be asleep and not dead.