James stiffened as he realized what she was saying. There were people on this island with powers. What if someone could heal her? One touch and she would be fine? Where the fuck were they now? Didn't they know she needed them? For a brief moment hope surged through him... until he realized he had no idea who, if anyone, could heal people and that it would probably be hell trying to find out who.
And suddenly he deflated all over again. "She's going to lose her hair," he said quietly against her neck, fingers curling into her shirt. "She's going to feel like hell all the time. It's not right."