Iestyn held Henry tightly, and when Henry said that name, he shuddered with horror. "Oh god," he breathed, and held Henry all the more tightly.
Tinsel watched the doctor go, then looked back at Henry, coming over to stand by the bed. She didn't fully follow what was happening here, but the sight of Henry's hands all splinted and bandaged was disconcerting. For a split second she was glad she wasn't the one who was going to have to help him get dressed and go to the bathroom, before she mentally chided herself for being uncharitable.
"Someone attacked you?" she asked, sitting down next to the bed.