[Haurchefant blinks. He can understand that there are people who don't like to be touched but he also can't stand there and let this poor fellow collapse.]

Forgive me, my friend. You may admonish me later if you wish.

[Saying this, he surges forward to intercept his companion and wraps an arm around him, pulling him upright while bracing himself.]

We must find you a place to safely recuperate. I cannot abide aught else.