[He curses to himself, if this was home, he always had a medical kit on hand, at least to keep him from suffering, and there's no way the Sage would let him run out of the Grand Hall to fetch something from the infirmary. If Mako had to die, it shouldn't be in pain, and without thinking he put his hand on the younger man's arm, to get him to stop squeezing.]

You don't need to punish yourself more.