It's a relief when Pratt says he knows a healer and moves to contact him. Ben does his best to slow his own breathing, waiting tensely for the reply. After a moment of texting, Pratt tells them the healer is on the way but that they should try to stop the bleeding. He is glad for instructions, something he can do apart from just stand here and listen to his friend begging for help.

Shakily, Ben says:

"Kieran, Kieran, it's Ben - I'm gonna move you a little, okay? Please don't be afraid, it's just me. They're all gone, they're dead, I'm just-"

And Ben shifts so that he is sitting on the ground, legs on either side of Kieran, drawing the wounded man up so that he can lean back against his chest. Ben wraps an arm firmly around Kieran's chest, holding Kieran to him and tucking Kieran's hand into his again. Letting out a shaky breath, he tugs at Kieran's bandana, which had come loose while he was being tortured. Just thinking that, Ben's stomach does an awful sort of twist, but he shoves that feeling away, bunching up the bandana in his free hand. It's already a little bloody, but it's the best he has.

"I've gotta- I've gotta try to stop the bleeding, so I- I'm gonna press this cloth against your eyes. It's - probably gonna hurt a whole lot, so you can squeeze my hand as tight as you want to and yell and swear at me and kick me if you need to, okay? Just do whatever you gotta do, and- and I'm sorry."

Then Ben presses the bunched-up bandana against Kieran's wounded eyes, trying to slow the bleeding without doing more damage or causing too much pain. He hasn't even noticed that there are tears running down his own face, leaving streaks in the blood on his cheeks.

He hopes that healer gets here soon...