Considering his height compared to her, ducking under his arm would have been a considerable achievement, though he did manage to reach up to her eye level at least.

Once he catches her eyes he's determined to not let them go, not even once to look her over or size her up. His other hand, just as bandaged and bloodied as the other, comes up and places itself upon hers against his cheek. He understands that what he has on his hands is a broken psyche, but he has yet to determine to what extent, or if it can even be fixed. But he'll act as if it can be until absolutely proven so.