A frown pinches Atreyun's lips, furrows his brow every so slightly at the obvious effort it takes Akihito rise to his feet. He knows enough to know that the boy's injuries are likely deeper than what can be seen by the eye. However...

"It is not in my power to heal your wounds." A god he may be, but he's a very specific kind of god. His sister and counterpart could do that, but she is as forgotten as he... Well, as he was until moments ago. His fingers tighten slightly around Akihito's hand.

"I will do my utmost to see you through your recovery."