Her words were too much, he didn't have control over his emotions right now. Not with what he'd been given for the pain, not with everything he was dealing with. He could feel tears building in the corners of his eyes, despite his best efforts to stop them. He doubted Marian had ever even seen him cry. She'd been presumed dead, the last time.
"I don't know what I'll do if I can't, if..." He didn't look at her, even as he said those words.