Henry stood there, shaking as Gabriel attended to his broken fingers. God, his fingers- He wasn't going to be able to do anything! He sighed with relief when Gabriel pulled some of the pain out of them though, and he could see they were straighter. They wouldn't heal at shitty angles.
"My ring," Henry sort of muttered, watching where it was on the ground so he didn't lose sight of it while Gabriel tended to him. "He was go- he was going to- He said he'd- Oh god," Henry choked up and just inserted himself into Gabriel's arms, desperate for a calming hug.
This could have ended so much worse. "Can you drive me to hospital?" he muttered against Gabriel's chest.