“I am sorry. I did not mean to worry you,” she says.
He lets out a broken huff, just short of hysterical.
“They all said you would die,” he tells her. “The best healers are tending Mythal, and I could get none of them to see to you. The ones who came all said you would die. I was going to… I do not even know. Do something foolish, I suppose. I could not even find your mind in the Fade, until the end.”