Bryn's a little stunned and confused by how fast everything's unfolded, wincing when Ghost darts close and sweeps a bright blue light over her face. She's only bruised and startled though. When she realizes that wheezing is Steve and Ghost's hovering over him, she's swiftly scrambling to her feet and hurrying over. The smile that's been tugging at her mouth for a couple of minutes vanishes in an instant.

Ghost has meanwhile scanned Steve, spinning anxiously. "Take it easy, Steve. You don't have to go anywhere, they're gone. You've already driven them off."

"...What is it?" Bryn squats down in front of him, eyes wide as she looks between Steve and Ghost. She's never seen anyone struggle to breathe like this and distress is written all over her face. Distress, edged with a strong dose of anger, because her first assumption is injury. "What did they do to him? Shouldn't we get a doctor?"

"I think it's asthma. He might just need a minute," Ghost tries to reassure her... while looking at Steve hopefully for confirmation. Unseen by the humans, he's running a local search for doctors, unsure whether Bryn can call on their friendly Angel to help. He wouldn't forgive himself if Steve suffered from his inexperience with treating human ailments.