[If Wade prides himself on anything, it's his ability to-- at least sometimes-- take in horrible injuries with no small amount of aplomb. It's still hard when it's happening to someone else besides him, though-- especially when it's someone he cares about. Wade glances down at the empty space that was once occupied by a hand and five fingers, flicking his eyes back up to hers even as he reaches his hand out.]
no subject
D'you mind if I...?
[He trails off-- his intent should be obvious.]