[He should have known this would happen. This is the problem with passion, the way he so often falls to it; always have to be a right. Always have to be a structure. He swears he can hear Anbaki giving him shit in the back of his brain for it now. But that's not important when the man in front of him is back to being on fire, and without thinking, he just reaches out and grabs his shoulders.

Oh, this is going to hurt.]

Tim! Listen to me! It is well within your right to be scared and not believe me, but however long you are here you will not be found! And if whatever great beast arrives here, we will handle that ultimatum when it comes. Please--

[He won't let go, even if it burns and he wishes he was more himself and less mortal.]

Please listen to me. Listen to someone.