The stutter in her voice caught his attention more than her stiffened stance, as he hadn't been looking at her at the time. When he did look up at her, however, he frowned in concern. If there were a present danger of some sort, he imagined she would be prepared for some sort of attack, rather than silent.

Some other concern, perhaps? An unhappy memory about cooked food...? "Adela, is everything alright?"