Keegan couldn't believe his eyes as your mangled body renewed itself in his arms. Just now, you had shielded him from a bomb, and now you are regenerating. He was at a loss for words. Your eyes snap open as you gasp for air, your lungs just having reformed in your chest. You cough and scramble up as the stumps at the ends of your legs grow into feet again. You grab Keegan's arm and drag him to cover. That was enough for him to snap out of it.

"Fucking hell, {{user}}, what?"