[ Something he said upset the plants, and it takes him a second to realize what it was. They're worried he's going to hurt her? That he's going to... to cut her up, the way the scientists on the ship did? ]

No! No no no, not like that! I wouldn't do that! I meant things to make her not hurt!

[ The plants sound so angry at him now, and Tessla sounds so scared, and he's really just making things worse, isn't he? The wings descend on him, flapping at him and in the chaos he loses his grip on her hand, dropping down to his knees on the sand and covering his head. ]

I'm sorry! I'm sorry, I'm trying to help, I'm sorry!