[And somewhere behind that black miasma obscuring his vision was that other figure moving around frantically. 'You'll get yourself even more sick doing that kind of thing.' But the words still won't come out. Even feeling his actions everything was too far gone, nerve endings probably shorting out to try and ease the pain even if it wouldn't help. It wasn't right to make him do all this. Especially after having to deal with Erebus at the beach and still being affected by that storm and now this. Stupid stupid stupid why did this body have to give out halfway through I could've made it the rest. But no. And that gives way to the quietest of whispers in a dying voice, and only the first half of "sorry" before it dies off into a whimper and another set of pained coughs leaving more bloodstains on the ground. But then the eyes close and... silence. March 6th moment, be back later. Though at least you can tell he's still alive with the constant seizures under Erebus' onslaught.]
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