His story isn't making any sense at all, but Feferi humors him and listens closely, trying to make out as much of it as she can. She already figured that he got attacked at the Cornucopia or shortly thereafter, though the extent of the damage is rather surprising. She wonders if he hit his head a little too hard-- a concussion is unfortunately out of the realm of her abilities, the brain being far too delicate for her to mess with at her level. Maybe if she'd achieved godtier, she'd have finer control, but she doesn't want to risk it by trying. He's awake and responsive, and that's good enough for her.

"Mostly by accident," Feferi confesses to his question, giving a little shrug. "I saw someone hurt, and it turned out to be you. I healed as much as I could for now, but if I pass out then I will not be good to either of us! If I had known you were here, we could have made a run for it together."

Her first time in the arena, she had gone it alone, but it seemed like it might be beneficial to have an ally right off the bat. She'll have to keep that in mind, even if she keeps hoping there won't be a next time.