“You’re bleeding,” Kaz said, kneeling beside you. He sounded calm. That was the most dangerous part. “You think I build plans just so you can tear through them with whatever suicidal instinct you call bravery?” His gloved hand hovered over your arm but didn’t touch. “I should be furious.” He exhaled once, slowly. “But all I can think about is what I would’ve done if I’d found a corpse instead of you.”