Alex closed his eyes and took a breath to compose himself. He couldn't stand to see Michael in so much pain. He hated that he caused it.. again. Especially since he knew there was nothing he could do to take it away. "I'm fine, Michael," he said as he put his hand on Michael's shoulder. "I've been through worse than a bar fight. I'm fine." He wanted to make sure to repeat that he was fine. "I'm fine."