Orihime raced forward when she saw the explosion, to see Lloyd's hands wrapped in his shirt.
"Oh my, are-are you hurt?" She started forward again, a small frown of concern creasing her porcelain face as she noticed the blood that had stained his shirt. She reached out and gently grabbed his wrist,
"Here, let me take a look." She murmured as she started to unwrap his hands, a small gasp passing her lips as she saw the burnt and bloody palms, the smell of charred skin tainting the air. She shifted, taking one of his hands in both of hers, her palm hovering over his wounds. Her face went completely calm as her hands started to glow softly.
She bowed her head, staring intently at his other palm as she reached out and covered it with her other hand, a similar glow being emitted from her palm as she healed his other hand. After a few moments, she took a step back and sighed quietly a small smile gracing her lips.
"There, all healed. But please, try not to do it again?" A slight pink color started to creep up her cheeks as she realized, she hadn't even asked if he had minded her healing him...
"I-I'm sorry. I...did that without asking you...I hope that's a-alright." She managed to stammer out, still staring down at her hands.
((Makes sense. There's only so much description you can put into a facial expression when talking, right?lol))