“Not surprised,” the dragon murmured to her, keeping his voice low and soft. “You've been through the wringer. Here, let me lift you up.”
The Welshman felt lucky that his strength went beyond that of a human, as he leaned into the cramped car and coaxed her to slowly sit up. It would be a simple thing to lift her.
As he navigated Livvy's troubles, he heard Brooke speaking, only glancing towards her and the man beyond, before refocusing on Livvy. When she was upright, Algy tucked one arm under her knees and the other behind her back, lifting her out of the car and straightening up.