[nope, the statement that Boss had tried to reach out to touch him, to reassure him makes Kaz start to cry. but he's laughing wildly, hysterically between sobs, and he's pretty sure this is what it feels like to finally lose his mind.]

You'd have carried me? I was in better shape than you were! I'd have--

[--told you to stay in the hospital, probably, and reminded you that modern medicine exists for a reason and we don't have to fix ourselves with knives heated over campfires now, but that's beside the point.]

It doesn't matter. There's nothing we can change now. The damage is done. Skullface is dead. And...

[he doesn't know what 'and' means, but he reaches out to grip Boss' hand. it feels right. he wants to pull back, to salvage his pride, bare his teeth because it's all he knows how to do anymore, but Boss is... just as screwed up as he is over all of this. or maybe not. pain can't really be compared. but he can't just push him away.]