[ Cole's brow knits together with a look of concern, because he can tell he's tangling, and it troubles him just as much as it troubles Oz. He hesitates, and it seems like he might want to run too, but... He's braver now. He understands what he's supposed to do, so he pushes past that hesitation, even if it's only barely. ]

I... hear it. Peoples' hurt.

[ He fidgets, looking down, since this is hard enough to explain to a mage, so it's even harder for anyone else. Will he be afraid, he worries, because if he is, he'll have to make him forget. It's for the best, but every time, it's still a little sad. ]

Memories, feelings, anything that hurts, I hear, because I want to heal. I don't mean for it to come in, but I can't stop it. If I don't listen, I might forget again. So... [ He shifts his weight on his feet, then adds softly: ]

Sorry. You can forget, if that's frightening.