[Something very uncomfortable settles in his stomach, it's been so incredibly long since he's felt it he can't exactly pinpoint why it's there and where it's coming from.]

W-well, no? But it's technically a protection spell, he should be safe when he's in there. No in and out privileges.

[God dammit, Sheehan, now he feels bad. He's going to play so much bad trumpet next time he's so shift with you.]

I didn't do anything wrong. He's fine and you're over reacting.