Larksong Grotto il en était fier, mais pourquoi vous riez ?

Okay, so it definitely could have been worse. Kel would pick a cat over a bear any day, but preferred neither. This situation was enough to deal with all on its own. He'd expected to deal with the wounded man from the moment he'd laid eyes on him, but had not signed up for the rest. The reminder of home, and all the old feelings it stirred up in him.
It was a relief when Erzulie volunteered herself to leave. He nodded. Just call if you need me, Kelsier said absently, and went back to studying the sleeping features of their patient. When Erzulie was gone, he leaned in slightly to make a promise of his own: You're gonna be okay. We'll get you home, if there is a home to get you to. If not, I know a guy. Don't even worry about it. Crowfeather would take him in, Kel was certain. If Kelsier himself took responsibility for the wounded man, surely there would be no room for objection.