[ her applying pressure to the wound at his side gets him to wince a little, having had to forego nursing it in order to deal with the situation. He knows she deserves the honest answer but it doesn't make him feel any less unwilling to see her cry like this over something so insignificant. To see her crying over him. ]

Hard to say, but it's not as if you had any choice, Sieg. Don't cry, everything's gonna be all right.

[ He moves the arm she isn't clinging to now to gently settle on her head before sliding it appropriately to proceed to push pieces of her hair that have gotten messed and otherwise tangled together out of her tear drenched face. He'll even take the extra seconds to move the stubborn single strangles plastered against her cheeks that don't budge before attempting to give her a reassuring smile and press his forehead affectionately against hers. ]

Hey, don't worry. The Head of Oushuu is pretty sturdy, ya' know? And you were just protecting yourself.