[He's not sure if he's crying. He might be, but if he is it's the kind of tears that just mind their own business and leave him to his. There's plenty of swallowing though, long, shuddering breaths drawn into lungs that for some reason feels like they're filled with smoke.
He's been needing this for some time now. Since they met. Maybe even before then.]
Helix... [More of a breath than a name, but it takes a good chunk of tension with it. He relaxed against him, little by little, sniffling some before straightening up slowly. A little later, once he's cleaned up and got his wounds taken care of, he'll tell him everything. Not because Helix deserves to hear it, but rather because Aidan couldn't go on without letting him know.]
I got blood all over. [His voice is small, but steady. Like he just realized this.]