Gabe might not have breathed a sigh of relief, but Gabe sure as hell did once the last bit of glass was free of Gabe's body. He didn't put his wand away though. He was back on red alert. He was always on red alert these days, what with everything going on. But now something a bit more personal was happening. It wasn't some random kid in the hallways who was hurt or being attacked. It was his best friend who was clutching his hand like a damn lifeline who he was picking shards of glass from. It was fucking personal now. Whoever had done this. Whatever had done this.
He stopped though, faltering in... everything. His breathing stopped. He was pretty sure his heart stopped and then thudded back into life again with a great shake and some really epic effort. "You... you can't... What?" He couldn't heal that. Even if Gabe gave him the spell for that, Benjy couldn't do it. He wasn't a healer. He hadn't gone through years of training like Gabe had. He couldn't heal that one and he wouldn't trust himself not to fuck something up irrevocably enough to even attempt to try it.
"We have to get you to the hospital wing. Pomfrey will know what to do. Or even that knew healer you love so much."