A piece of her religion she had never wanted to speak of? His frown deepens, but if this would grant her some peace, some small comfort in her final moments of life. It's a solid enough thought that he finds himself fumbling with the phial and carefully trying to tilt her head back to make it easier for her to drink.

"I can't lose you, not now," he murmurs, hurried and in a state of almost panic. "ImpSec will be here soon, please." Please last that long.