"I had to. She could have hurt you. When someone you love may be hurt, you must act." The numbness of dying had been replaced with a dull ache all over his body that grew sharp when he tried to move. But at least he could move. Brother slowly climbed to his feet and shook as he tried to take a step. He nearly collapsed as he did so, grabbing onto the door frame for balance.
Standing over Morrigan, he could see that she was dressed only in a towel, now stained with his blood. He also noticed that her eyes were still watery from her tears. "You were crying," he said. Naive and optimistic though Brother may have been when it came to Morrigan, he was prepared to acknowledge that this was unusual. "You were worried about me?" he said with as much of a smile as he could manage.