[he's immediately horror-struck, at that, ears pinning back flat.]

They made you-- then what you were saying about her hand, when you came back, you were...

[worried because he'd done it, more concerned for her because of what happened at his hand.

ryn's careful with him, considering all the injuries-- he rests a hand on his cheek, thumb stroking over the skin gently.]

That wasn't your fault, Thancred.