Yaten paused, looking at Zim. He got a flicker... of something. Even without reading Zim's body language, Yaten could tell something was hurting. ...Which was good, because Yaten wasn't really watching. He blinked, lurching forward.

"Hey, you." He blinked a bit, willing his eyes to stop watering. It was Zim! Oh, right. "What the... shit?" Yaten blinked at the steam, frowning at the shorter alien. "Are you okay? My empathy's picking up on pain of all things." Squint.

This made little to no sense.

Yaten reached out to poke the smaller alien.