It was going to be okay. This was his constant mantra during the entire escapade of their "reunion" with others in the other pods. It was going to be okay, they'd get through this and somehow, they'd end up back to the tower. He just had to keep his chin up like he usually did. A little unbridled optimism never hurt anyone. In fact, a little optimism was what everyone needed now, it seemed. Himself included.

But Ronald had decided to wander back to the rest from his group when he caught sight of that... creature... whatever it was struggling to get back up on its feet. A frown came to his features as he approached it with the smallest sigh. HIs hand reached out onto its back. Poor thing. That Jason would get it eventually. Even if Ronald had to take matters into his own hands. But that could wait. For now, there was this poor sod to tend to. "Here now, you'll be alright. Easy does it." he began. But he stopped, taking a closer look for himself.

The reaper paled but did nothing to take a step back, to remove himself or his hand. Instead, he kept it where it was and forced his voice from his throat. "...Cor... Romeo, mate? Is that you?" he asked, a hushed tone coming to his words. "You... What'd they do to you? Poor bloke..."