"It won't hurt me," Apollo reassured him, with a small shake of his head. "It isn't as though I take on your pain as my own, and believe me, I wouldn't be here if I didn't want to do it. We can talk about the burns later; I've healed Lucifer burns before, I know what they're like. For now, though..." Apollo laid his hands on Henry's stomach, barely putting any pressure on him, and he closed his eyes to begin to feel out the shape of the injuries beneath his hands.
He couldn't stop himself wincing, as he came to understand the extent of the damage. A big job indeed. But there was a firm satisfaction in knowing that he was snatching something away from Lucifer. "Try to relax, Henry, you're in good hands. The best. Hermes, keep watch?"