[ He nods, grip remaining tight as his jaw clenches. The last thing he wants to do is make something worse. He knows he's upset right now. That he's emotional over another loss. But feeling as though he can't do a single thing to protect the people he wants to protect the most leaves him distressed. ]

I promise. I have no desire to make a foolish decision that could make things worse. I just... I want to do something. Or at least see something on the horizon. I cannot just sit still without a plan when one person disappears after another, to who knows where in that god-forsaken place.