"Oh. Then..." Keeping his thoughts in order is difficult between the high and the bloodloss and Delta trying to find some kind of rational explanation. Coming up empty isn't helpful but he's too tired to be afraid.

As ever- he's more curious than anything else.

"Why save me?" Because that's what he's done. Whatever's keeping him around- is only doing so because this guy with his rich, rumbling, compelling voice that warms him down to the bone decided to play hero.