"I'll be fine," he assured her with a quick smile. He'd seen his brother come home injured at Christmas with the flesh literally hanging off of his bones on one arm when he was younger. It had scared him but he'd never felt sick, more fascinated by it.
He watched Kate work, realizing the extent of Terrence's injuries and wanting to keep him wrapped up at home for the rest of their lives. It wasn't the damage so much as it was the fact that it was Terrence who was injured. "I can't believe this happened," he said quietly as he moved to the head of the bed, reaching to touch Terrence's hair and not wanting to get in Kate's way.