There have only been a few times when I've seen Takeru truly broken to the point of tears, and never has he clung to me so tightly, not in a situation such as this.

He clings to my legs, and I work one of my hands into his hair (while being mindful of the bandage). I grip a little, and run my fingers slowly through. I do my best to sooth him.

"You didn't lose me." I sniffle softly, my own eyes stinging a little. "I'm not leaving you anytime soon."