Bulba gave the remains a wide berth as he pushed himself to Vinnie's side. He couldn't deal with them right now. He couldn't deal with this right now. God damn he was just a giant mistake waiting to happen, wasn't he? Put your trust in him and he was bound to screw it up somehow. Destroying families! Destroying teams! Why stop there when he could destroy someone else's whole life too!

The pity parties and self-loathing were put on indefinite hold. Now wasn't the time. He could deal with it after he made sure that Vinnie wasn't completely broken. Bulba might not have been able to deal with it, but someone had to and he sure as hell wasn't going to make Vinnie do it. The look in his eyes had left him shivering and he was certain it was going to follow him forever. Even if he couldn't do anything right, he could at least try to get him to someone who could.

Yet he was afraid to touch him, as if something even more horrible would occur just because he made contact. Still, he rose a shaking hand. He hesitated, but finally gave in and clasped his hand on the other saur's shoulder. Bulba tried to say his name but the sound still wouldn't come out. Instead he squeezed, trying to pretend that maybe he wasn't trembling. He let the adrenaline pick him up on his feet and try to get Vinnie on his.