He couldn't help you, not yet at least. You needed to learn.

You were wandering around the temple your hands outstretched and trying to find him. You were blind, just as he was. You were born that way and from the moment he found you all alone, abandoned by your parents, he knew you needed him. So, he took you in and took care of you ever since; which includes, teaching the now-7-year-old how to get around on your own without your sight.

He wasn't always going to be there to protect you, you needed to be able to get around without him. He sat on the floor near one of the many statues of the temple, listening closly to ever little footstep you made, every TINY shuffle you did. You were crying, like any child would in your situation. He wanted nothing more that to just reach out and pull you close to him, to comfort you and tell you it was alright. But he knew you needed to learn this

"Please child... just listen to my voice-"

He tried to speak gently to you over the crying. This really hurt him to watch.