At this rate, Roland won't only make Inigo shed tears, but hairs as well! It's almost funny just how stressed out Inigo looks at the older guy hopping around by himself like that, like he's witnessing the most devastating thing possible in his life.

He wanders back over to the chair as well, material for stitches in his hand, but he doesn't even mention what he's holding or hand it over to Roland just yet-- first he clearly needs to set him straight!

"That's-- You're-- I--"

He starts on a sentence several times, only to give up after each first word and instead letting out a helpless groan. He almost feels rude, going in against someone he kind of looks up to, but Inigo is pretty sure he's doing the right thing here. It's not weird to make someone with a wound that bad sit down, is it?! Roland's calm attitude about it is throwing him off so much!

"You can help me out by sitting down. Before you give me a heart attack!" At least he's not crying...

.. yet.