[He grits his teeth, trying to sift back through the memories now muddled by pain. His brows pinch together.]

Stephen asked for my assistance. Another way of getting out of here. I was only meant to provide assistance but. [He glances over toward Stephen, then back to Riley.]

The glass broke. Right in his hands. It would have.... [He couldn't say what it would have done. He hadn't let himself consider it.]

I... Protected him.