[At that, Kratos gives Yuan a flat look, although it's not a forbidding one, which is an improvement from a few years ago, really.]

I can walk. I made it this far, didn't I?

[So saying he gets to his feet, using Yuan's shoulder, and moves to descend the stairs. The trouble is, he isn't accounting for gravity, blood-loss, the abrupt loss of Yuan's helping reserve of mana, and the dizziness which takes over him a few steps down. He sways and his knees start to buckle, and he still has time to mentally curse at the terrible timing his body has.

[The curse, mental though it is, and in a language no one else these days knows, is possibly a bit too loud from Yuan's standpoint.

[Kratos doesn't see Dirk lunge for the bottom of the stairs, but he does hear him shout.]