[Varada does not at all buy this reassurance, of course. He knows his lover far too well to believe that a brief sit has "fixed" the problem. What Shiox really needs is rest, and to be removed from the scene of his visions. Unfortunately... Varada can't give that to him right now. He needs him to stay with him, to take him to the location of these bombs so that they can attempt to evacuate everyone.]
Shiox... [Varada reaches out, grasping onto his lover's free hand. He holds it tightly, grip warm, pulsing with his healing energy still.] I love you. I'm... I'm sorry. I. We have to go.