[Boober winces at that last part. It makes it hard not to break down crying again, because he can't really say it's surprising Riz would see it that way-- That he'd be troubling others if he brought this up. Putting everyone else so far ahead of himself, that isn't new for him at all. Just like the concern Boober feels when that tendency comes at the cost of Riz's own well-being isn't new at all.]

Of course, anyone would be troubled. You- You died.

[His voice breaks on the word, and after a little shudder he bumps his snout up under Riz's chin. A gentle little nudge.]

It's more than troubling, it terrifying. [Because as much as Boober views death as the last on a list of inevitable bad things life throws at everyone, it's very different to think of that as a concept than to think of it as applying to someone he loves so much.] But if I don't know, I can't help. I can't do anything.