She chuckles softly at the quip, her gaze sliding over to the teenager. She's more than a little relieved to see the boy in one piece. "It would seem so. I'm glad you've come to help. Here- I'm sure I have extra gloves." She turns away again to root around what cleaning tools she's borrowed.

She finds human sized gloves after a moment, offering them out to Peter readily. It gives her time to at least find an answer. "Yes, I'm alright now. Are you okay, dear?"