Alex almost took her in his arms then, wanting to ignore his mind's warning, but managed to hold onto his reason. "We can never rewrite the past," He said, putting her hands on either side of her neck above the bandages. "We can only learn from what mistakes we have made, and live on into the future." He leaned close and kissed her forehead. "In the morning I should have enough strength to try healing you again, and at the very least it will cut a week off your recovery time. You'll be back in my arms before you know it, I promise." He swallowed his pain and smiled encouragingly, wanting nothing more now than to give her hope.