[Yotsuyu looks around for a bench; it's clear this one probably should not be going anywhere too far, too fast. She lifts her hands, trying to be soothing. That isn't her forte, but she's going to do her best anyway.]

What happened on your way here? May I take your books for now? I would like you to sit down before you fall down, you see. You look as if you might, you know.

[The young man turning, perhaps, into a young lass is slightly disturbing to her, even on a magically infused campus, and she doesn't want to worry him too much either, so she tries to be as calm as she can be.]