I know, shit's scary. But you're a brave kid. You got a whole finger chopped off and you were alright. This is nothing, okay? It's gonna be fine.

[At least he has to say it's nothing. Because no way is he going to reveal the reality of the situation. He's trying to use his most even, soothing tone, but it's been a long time since he's had to do this kind of thing.]

Has anybody offered to come and get you yet?