Yes, his eyes were definitely leaking, and shit. He wrapped his fingers around (most of) Benjy's bicep and held on, head shaking a fraction where it rested. "No, Christ no. It's just I doubt she's gonna let you be here while she - while they do whatever it is they need to." Maybe Gabe didn't want him seeing, either, if he whimpered or cried out or showed any further sort of weakness. He didn't need protecting. He'd told Benjy and Vieve that, a hundred times if he'd told them once. The day's events didn't exactly do a lot for that conviction, though. Hopefully, it had just been a prank gone wrong and nothing more sinister in nature. He could admit to himself that he didn't want to be alone, so he also hoped that whatever Pomfrey or Burke needed to do, it wouldn't take long. "Anyway, I know you have things to do." Needy, but not selfish. He'd go with that.