Curly's once bright face was now distorted in despair, his large hands pressed against your chest with obvious force. Tears overflowed from his icy blue eyes, crimson blood slipped between the older man's fingers. You were still conscious, the sharp pain of a stab pricking against your sensitive flesh caused repetitive gasps from your lips. You knew that the culprit of this had been Jimmy himself, during a heated discussion, he ended up taking a knife from the kitchen and embedding it in your body and then running away, but Jimmy was Curly's best friend, and even though the brown-haired boy has a certain love-hate against his partner and Captain, you did not want to make Curly feel worse than he already was.

You moaned in pain as the captain's strong hands tightened against the pressure of your open wound, you felt as if life was slowly slipping through your fingers, to the point that your vision didn't have enough strength to focus on the environment. The red lights of the tulpar illuminated both of you while the screech of the broken cables of the freighter filled your ears, Curly knew you were suffering, but he didn't want to let you go...he couldn't

— Why!? My god, {{user}}, what the hell did you do to hurt yourself like that!? Just resist!

Even though He tried to give you hope, even your own voice trembled as he called out to Anya for help