[They are quite the pair of opposites in that moment. Even as Diarmuid is realizing just how tired Waver sounds, he is hit with a wave of what he can only call nervous energy. At first, it's not really that noticeable, but by the time Waver is done talking, Diarmuid is almost shaking, his puppy ears flattened against his head, his tail thumping against the top of the bed.]

What do you expect me to do?

[His words are tense, almost as if he is having to fight to keep them from shaking as well.]

Especially since I was already dying? I'm suppose to protect you! I just can't...

[And then, suddenly, all that energy is gone, and Diarmuid slumps against Waver, still shaking slightly.]

I'm sorry. I know...I know we are suppose to be partners in everything. I can't just say that and then not act on it. But it's hard, so hard for me to put the same value on my life as I put on yours. Forgive me. I didn't mean to hurt you like that... The last thing I ever wanted to do is hurt you...