Several of Blaine's limbs shivered as his gruesome looking head slowly turned from side to side in a negative manner.  Then one limb reaches out and wraps itself half way up Zara's arm squeezing with a little more strength than it had before.  Not enough to hurt not by a long shot but the grip was tight and firm.  Another limb reached up at the same time to carefully push the oxygen mask slightly out of the way, just enough to let himself heard as he attempted to speak his voice coming out in a very deep almost guttural whisper.  "No.  Not Zara fault... mother wrong... not fault... guards stupid... hate... despise... no trust Blaine...think I... hideous... worthless beast... not Zara... beautiful Zara teach... show Blaine... love... still exist."  There was so much more that Blaine wished he could say that his voice box would not allow.  Not even if he had not been laying on the operating table with an oxygen mask would he ever truly be able to say all the things he wished to tell her.  For now Blaine would have to content himself with wrapping his limbs around her hoping that she truly understood just how special Zara was to him.  Just how much he truly had come to love her even tho it had only been a very short time that he had known her.  His heart and mind told him that the love he felt was true and right.