Having sensed a distress that clearly required attention some time ago, Kylo isn't as far behind the two dreamers as might be expected. Kirigan and the newcomers are just as capable as he is of defending Ambrose from any further attempted attack— but Ronan has made it very clear that there is no-one else he trusts to defend him.

Which is why he's a little surprised to discover on his appearance in the doorway that Ronan isn't alone. Nor, it appears, is the fear he's been signaling for his own safety. There's a girl he doesn't recognise sagging weakly in an attempt to settle herself on Ronan's bed, Ronan radiating distress beside her.

"I'm here," he says. His eyes flick from the stricken stranger to Ronan's form, bent in a pose of concerned caretaking. It isn't difficult to pick up the essentials when Ronan's practically bleeding a demand for Kylo's help, all of it turned in his direction. The rest can wait.

"I know. Tell me what you need."