[The weight of a hand on his chest brings his attention back downwards towards Falco, as the treads through the woods back towards town. A sigh of relief escapes him to see the boy awake, even though he can't imagine how much pain he must be in right now. Whatever pain Childe is enduring from the transformation seems trivial in comparison to the lack of an arm that Falco is suffering, even if it's growing back. The boy is so hot in his arms, but that won't stop him from getting him back.]

Falco, [he says softly,] I'm taking you to the hospital. Your arm...you're right, it seems to be growing back, as strange as that is...but I need to make sure you'll be alright.

[He pauses, thinking on how to say this, but perhaps he's thinking about it too hard.]

Your arm...that was an amateur mistake on my part. I'm sorry. I hope you don't hold that against me.