Zakk quickly stood up, and caught her as she began to fall to the ground. Though she was heavier than most due to her construction, he had little trouble lifting her up in order to carry her over to his cot. It'd be best if she was laying down somewhere safe until she wound up moving around again. As he laid her down on the cut, he moved a few strands of hair from her face, and shook his head lightly as he straightened back up.
"I know how it feels to be garbage... I was a soldier once... and then I became this. I hope you never know what it's like to be shut down, and jettisoned into space. You think like a human... you just don't know it yet, hun... you just don't know it yet." Instinctively, he reached to the foot of the bed, and drew the thin blanket over her. He had a feeling she'd be out for a spell longer than normal, and she should at least stay warm.
Turning back towards his guitar, Zakk sighed. "No practice today then..." he said as he grabbed the guitar after unplugging it, and hung it back up on the wall. He then grabbed the chair, and moved it so the back was against the wall where he then sat down, and leaned backwards so he could look up at the ceiling. "Never expected I'd end up being the teachin' type... I'm probably not making a damn bit of sense neither."