"Eh, I've had stuff burned off before. You get used to it."

Sad but true. Yes, it'd hurt like hell, but not in a way he was going to carry with him or anything.

"What bothered me more was worrying about you. I was afraid they'd run off with you and that I'd never be able to find you again. That you'd be stuck like that."

He pulled him close for a hug.

"All that matters is that you're safe. I know that whole thing was probably disturbing as hell, but you're gonna be okay. They can't mess with your head anymore."

No way was he letting one of those rings even get near Sam again.