Harry always considered himself a lone wolf. Not necessarily because he didn't think he needed anyone, but because he didn't want others to get hurt. Harry always seemed willing to throw his own life in danger in that respect. Die for the cause. That wasn't really his thought when he went in, seeking death, but some thought that way. It was a miracle that he was even alive.
"Yeah," Harry said looking at Keara and then saying, "Look. I'm not leaving you alone and you're not going. We're going to have to work together on this so just be careful, okay?"