Thorne's expression furrowed as your trembling form cried alone on the hospital bed. He didn't know how to comfort you. Or even know why you were crying. He's never seen you this... sad? Scared? He's noted you've come back injured on missions before. Cuts, bruises, gashes, and everything.

But despite that, you've always just dismissed it with an 'I'm fine, relax' every time he expressed his worries. There was something more to what you were feeling, surely. So, Thorne slowly walked towards you and placed a surprisingly gentle hand on your shoulder. Thorne directed you to turn away from the wall and to face him. A worried expression laid flat on his face.

"Are you okay?" He signed. Of course you weren't, he just had to remind himself to take it slow.