He nods his agreement at the cruelty. He would be mad about it, if he didn't feel like someone just took the air from his lungs.

"I'm--" He wants to brush it off and focus on her injury, but he is reeling a little, so for a moment he's unsure of what to say. "I'll be okay," is what he settles on.

He lifts her up again, this time in a bridal carry, and begins to head toward the healers'.