Micolash hears the voice and his eyes go wide, and then looks up when the leaf drifts over his drawing. He gasps when he sees her countenance, and then scrambles forward to the point he nearly topples over off the table he's on.

"Lady Kin! Be you unwell?!" She looks, well...like he does on the best of days. And Micolash isn't known for being a healthy human. His expression is one of open worry and shock, searching Hazel's face over and over with concern. He may even reach out to touch her cheek if permitted. Sorry about the cold and inky fingers.