Pepper lays there in the mud for a few seconds after Bakura backs away, eyes closed as she tries to get her breathing to slow. It's easier without a knee to her chest.

"It's..." Not okay, exactly, but not irredeemable. "It's alright," she soothes, sitting up. "I'm alright. No harm, no foul. I just know to be more careful."

Pepper pauses long enough to move and plant herself in front of him, sitting on her knees with her hands resting palm-up on her thighs, an open offer. She'll wait though, taking only what he'll give. "You okay?"