[If they're attacked, he'll fight the creatures off with his bare hands if he has to, whatever it takes to give him a few minutes holding Laurent. It's been days but it feels like it's been an age, wondering constantly where he is and if he's alright and is he worried? It's only reluctantly that he puts Laurent down on his feet again, with one more sweet kiss.]

The last thing I remember is- the baths. Thinking that you, at least, would make bedrest tolerable. [He smiles wryly, a little sheepish, like he knows he's in trouble for this. It was worth it, because he found his love down here.] Then I woke here, and they took me to the hospital. I suppose they did some work to heal me. It is not so life-threatening anymore.

But I couldn't stand lying in bed missing you. I don't regret it.