[You know how he never cries too much even if he actually manages to let himself do it? How he's been worried sick about his son, about your wound, about everything and now he's added the loss of this little boy he loved so much, and the idea of Anne ending up as devastated as Snow is, only even worse, if their child actually dies?]
[Well, he's finally snapping and making a sound like a wounded animal, burying his face against your chest and crying in wrecking sobs.]