[The grenade took out one gun, at least. Feliks sighs, but it's more exhausted than relieved, especially considering Eren's increasingly obvious state of distress.]

[He moves back towards where Eren was thrown, disregarding the heat even as it gets more and more uncomfortable to do so, trying to give him more thorough cover.]

Hey. None of us can alone, ok? We're up against way too much for any one person. But we can do something, and that's kind of why we've gotta work together.

...Tell me you have a healing factor.

[He'll do his best to drag Eren kicking and screaming to a medic, if not.]