That's about the level she's used to at this point, particularly given there's just something off about this place and the fact Lydia's even breathing at all. This stupid creature has technically been around for a good hundred or more years with this idiot of a person so... Well.

"That's the thing, she hasn't needed to breathe before." There's just a hint of confusion and concern in that tone before she's lowering her head to try and use her muzzle to help push her over. Luckily Lydia... honestly doesn't weigh much, elves rarely do in the first place.