True to her word, there's a swell of nausea the second they are transported, but there's nothing left to come up. Just a gagging reflex before he swallows it down, collapsing back against the wall. He feels heavy, far too heavy, and she's done more than enough.

More than he deserves.

His eyes rest on her as she pats what remains of his armor before darting back, before he allows them to fall shut again. He will never understand her, he thinks.

But there are worse things.