A-ha! Now her meaning is clear. He holds up both hands - she seemed to understand the gesture - and shakes his head.

"I am, rather miraculously, unwounded, though I know not how. Behold--" He points to his eyes, and then hers, before pulling a vambrace off with the quick, easy motions of long habit, to pull back his sleep, and display skin covered in smoke and blood, but not a scratch in sight.