Jonas held vigil over Krista as Tigara removed the bolts. He certainly wasn't going to remove them himself, having no skill in healing, but he couldn't just stand there and let a second encounter sneak up on them while she was injured.  He felt worthless. Had anyone done less than him in that fight? Perhaps the eidolon, he hadn't noticed it doing anything. Krista, Tigara, Ren and certainly Moshi had shown him what for. It wasn't even the fact they were all women, it was the fact he felt very little like a man and more like deadweight. If he wasn't going to come into his own soon and they had to keep carrying him through encounters... would he have any way to repay them? Indebtedness was not a feeling he enjoyed. Perhaps he could decline his share of the loot for a time, but would that not just make him more worthless? He might have to apologize. Someone kept telling him that apologies were good for that sort of thing.<br/><br/><strong>"I'm... sorry. That I'm not more help."</strong>The words didn't sound as hollow as one might think. It seemed that at least on some level he was displeased with how little help he was. Especially given that one of their number had just nearly died. Something in the pit of his stomach lurched as he thought of that. She could actually have died. Or would she only die at -10? Either way it was a frightening thought. You could die here. She could have died for this quest. Any of them could die for this quest. They could die on any quest at all, or to a player-killer outside of town. It was one thing to think about it, but to see that it nearly had happened and to one of their number... they'd have to work harder.