He's already jumpy and nervous, the fighting was bad enough but he was still awfully shaken by the faulty teleport earlier and how having everyone scattered and attacked separately had been his fault then. But when he sees Heather's legs blown clean off he goes white and can feel his stomach drop. That first hole straight through her on their first meeting, then losing a hand later and now her legs...what was the point of this hero thing if you couldn't even protect your own? It didn't seem like anything was going right. Ganthet hurt, messing up that teleport, and now...not being able to save Heather from getting hurt each time.
Focus focus focus. He wanted to rush to help Heather but what could he do? He couldn't seem to do anything of this right and if he teleported Heather and Lenny to safety there was still a chance these Controllers could mess up his teleporting again. Which would leave Cindy on her own...
Harry turns to Cindy, looking for some kind of instruction. Yes, he didn't seem to be able to do much right and was very much not cut out for this hero stuff, but if any of this hero stuff was going to go right it was because of Cindy. She had the plans and her plans worked. So he was going to do everything he possibly could to carry those plans to a T. Because that's the only thing he has real faith in now. Not his teleporting, not their abilities, not any belief that will get through this or win, but that Cindy has a plan and that if this plan was followed things would work.
"Cindy?"
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