I took him in my arms. "No, you didn't!" I pushed him firmly onto his bed. "You saved me! you are my hero, okay? Without you we would never have escaped. Don't be ashamed that you're the best mate of all!” He sniffed softly. "I love you," his voice was still broken but so much stronger than before. It hurt me to see him like that. He was always so strong! When he sobbed again I felt terribly helpless. What should I do now? How could I help him? God I was such a terrible mate when I didn't even know how to help him. "Please don't cry, or I'll start right away." He looked up at me and sniffed once. "But it's true! I have failed. I couldn't protect you, you COULD f**k DIE!” I stroked his arm reassuringly. "You could have died too! I was terrified for you too, but we're safe now. All is well.
