*thinks fleetingly that he could forgive (everything) anything when you look at him like that, when you say his name so*
*his expression crumpled with sympathy and slow-simmering anger (he hurt you), gently touches your shoulder and backs down the stairs as the medics start easing you step-by-step* I'm here. I'm not going anywhere.
*takes Carol's hand and draws her over beside him, the two of them sticking close but staying out of the way while you're shuffled to the back of a nearby ambulance* *to one of the other EMTs* How is he, seriously...?