[Helix skids to a stop, stooped over with his hands resting on his knees as he breaths. He coughs a few times, turning to look at his lover with concern riddled in his expression. He stands then moving closer, reaching out to carefully and almost hesitantly touch his shoulder (The not wounded one).
Part of him wants to kiss him hard for that display, he couldn't be more proud of the other for proving himself and getting out of it relatively unscathed. On the other he was worried that the other was still upset with him over everything, or grumpy, or tired, or hurt and it would be a bad time to show his affection. He wants to be excited and think they had fun, but that's not what happened back there.]