Ally hissed in pain at the wind, feeling it sting his skin before they were safe and grounded. He flinched, eyes wide as Moe yelled at him. He shrunk back, taking a step away from Moe and whispering quietly. "I'm sorry. I just wanted to help, I didn't think that would happen." His face was beet red, while he was fighting himself to not cry too. "I'm sorry." His voice broke, and he knew his face must have looked pathetic. "I'm an immature idiot, I know that already. I didn't mean to trouble you like that."