Henry definitely didn't want to sit up and he was so relieved when Iestyn told him to stay down. He hissed when the cloth touched his face, but the cool wetness was so soothing against the pain.
Without painkillers, this was going to get nasty, but he hadn't had painkillers last time either. And he had survived that. "It's just...my body," Henry gritted out. "Heart is still okay." He watched Iestyn try to figure out how to help through his one eye he could open. "Iestyn. Just hold me."