"There are wolves at the door." They stared at their hands. "So many of them, so large and so hungry, and I've been keeping them out by offering myself. But they've eaten all my flesh and now they're gnawing at my bones, and it's not enough, it's not enough--"
Their voice trembled, and broke into an agonized keening. "And they are so hungry and I'm so sorry, I can't, it hurts--"
"Shh. It's okay. You don't have to do this alone. Rest now, and let us protect you."