Saren saw as one of his spears were coming at Daisy's head, he got in the way to protect her his helmet being sliced deeply his cheek bleeding from the gash.
"You okay," he asked as the blood dripped down his helmet.
He gently took Daisy's chin in his hand then touched his forehead against hers.
"I cannot remove my helmet, because this is not my life to live. The face of this helmet is the only one I'm allowed," he whispered to her.
As the mic in his helmet had been severed.