Helen was holding his hand and part of him wanted to lean in and kiss her hard and tell her everything would be okay from now on because he was here. He couldn't do that, of course. And a smaller part of him wanted to pull his hand away and run. He didn't do either.
"No, Helen. I'm sorry. If I had known he was keeping you with him against your will I would have- I would have burned the entire world down to get to you."