"Harry what are you..."

And that was when it hit him. He went still, staring at the other man for a long moment.

"Don't do that. You didn't throw him on that grenade then, didcha? Don't you dare, Harry Hart. He wouldn't wantcha do and I don't either," he said, staring at him dead on, serious. "Shit happens, and he mighta died to, and then I wouldn't have either of you."