[ Tears stream down his cheeks, and he squeezes her hand tighter, trying to distract her from her pain. He feels so powerless, and even knowing that she'll likely be right back to normal in a short time, it still twists in his stomach like a knife.

It literally feels like fate just stabbed him in the stomach and started laughing at him, though that might be his own injury trying to make its presence known, too. ]

D-Don't say anything else, alright? Even if you're coming back, I'm... I'm not gonna let your last moments be thinking about this fucking place!

[ He cradles her head softly with his other hand, trying his best to soothe her pain or at least distract from it a bit. ]