"I'm so- scared." Iestyn shook his head. Henry's arms around him were a comfort, though, were going a way to make him feel a little safer, even if he couldn't stop crying. "What if- he finds me on stage-" That fear of being seen and being dressed wrongly, of someone needing to fix him back to normal with electric shocks and cold water and vomiting, it was terrifyingly powerful, and right now it was overwhelming. "I can't do it, I can't-"