Naseer does understand. Without a word, he nods and rises to his feet, ignoring the inevitable stirrings of arousal from breathing in his mate's scent so he can focus on helping. Corrigan may joke about his hoarding tendencies, but it's always good to have a surplus on hand, especially of healing plants. After such a grueling first time, Kurt was sure to need it.

Corrigan has already helped himself to the nettle remedies, which no doubt have eased the human's pains. At least, their physical pains. Because Naseer suspects that the distress he can smell clinging to their skin goes deeper than merely sore muscles and bruises. They're afraid. It makes his hackles rise, but he fights it down, his Alpha needing him to stay calm. He wordlessly picks out ashwagandha roots for the human to chew on, knowing from experience how well they calm your nerves. He may need one of his own.

Kurt, for their part, whimpers softly and shakes their head, slowly pushing themself up to sit. They feel awful, shamefully noting that the mood has shifted from playful and heated to concerned. They don't want to worry anyone. They don't want to be a burden.

"I-I'm okay, Alpha, please don't worry, I'm sorry," they manage once they're upright, truthfully not feeling the aches and pains anymore. "I'm not hurting, I p-promise. I just..." Kurt hesitates, seeking his gaze, unsure of how to say this. "I j-just want to make you happy, Alpha. That's all. I want t-to please you, and..." I'm afraid I didn't.