Only because I attacked you. [ heine points this out pragmanetically, finally letting his other hand slip from daan's shoulder. all his guts are where they're supposed to be, and he knows that even the tenderness of newly-healed skin will fade in a minute or two. ] ...Thank you, though.

[ even if it wasn't necessary, it's still nice. although heine can endure quite a bit, and indeed has endured much worse, he can't say he relishes the experience of waiting around in agony until his body finally patches itself together. ]

I'm fine. I don't... [ his brow furrows slightly, and heine gives daan another look to check one more time for injuries. ] It was like... I looked up and you were one of the ghosts. I thought they were swarming you.