[ Yor doesn't dare breathe a sigh of relief just yet, but she does relax her grip on him faintly. Just enough to grasp his hand in both of hers in a more comforting manner than before. ]

Then I'm sure, you trust him enough to do a better job than most of us here, right? He wouldn't want you to get hurt chasing after him, would he? Wouldn't he tell you to help everyone else before worrying about him?