[ oh. okay. she does want to do this now. he might argue that he is fine now, though that's mostly because he doesn't want to be anything but fine. fine is being alive, that's how he's gotten through... most everything. ]

[ he ducks his head a little closer to her ear, just so his voice doesn't carry. ] I was not thinking about making it worse, or what the pain meant. At that point, it did not seem to matter. I was still alive. I had to find you.

[ maybe it was adrenaline mixed with pure determination, he doesn't honestly know how he managed it. maybe he wast just expecting to die anyway, and he didn't want it to happen alone. ]