"You're not gonna die," I said, a promise I knew I couldn't keep, because he was pale and rigid with pain and gurgling on his own blood.
"It's not gonna make a whole lot of sense, if I try and explain it to you right now," I said, pushing his hair back from his face. He was dirty, splattered with blood and soot, plucked right out of the middle of battle.
"Everything's fine, man. I'm sure she's safe. You just gotta stay awake right now," I said, looking at him upside down, his head resting on my thigh. He looked like he was about to drift again, and I gave his cheek a tap with my palm. "Come on, eyes open. I can hear 'em coming."
In the distance, there were sirens. Unless he was in the middle of a fuckin' cosplay session gone wrong, he was about to be really fucking freaked out by the ambulance, but there was nothing I could do about that.
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"It's not gonna make a whole lot of sense, if I try and explain it to you right now," I said, pushing his hair back from his face. He was dirty, splattered with blood and soot, plucked right out of the middle of battle.
"Everything's fine, man. I'm sure she's safe. You just gotta stay awake right now," I said, looking at him upside down, his head resting on my thigh. He looked like he was about to drift again, and I gave his cheek a tap with my palm. "Come on, eyes open. I can hear 'em coming."
In the distance, there were sirens. Unless he was in the middle of a fuckin' cosplay session gone wrong, he was about to be really fucking freaked out by the ambulance, but there was nothing I could do about that.