"Called Sable first thing, so she could tell me what t'do before the medics got there," Miniver mumbles a reply. He twitchily seems to try to figure out a good way to wipe off the tears that suddenly won't stop falling, though he doesn't sob or exactly break down, he's just so shaken that he has to cry... but his sleeves, his hands, his handkervchief are all covered in Cass's blood and it almost makes him ill looking at it, so he just bows his head more and looks away from Soren and Henn and Teague and tries to breathe.
"He's gonna be okay," he says, the unstoppable tears coloring his voice in congested stuttering. "I mean... I saw him. He's gonna be okay. I know. So. ...so yeah."