How many times have they seen this? You, lying there in your own blood, weapon on the floor, your body broken beyond repair. This time, you took a Sadness's attack meant for them - oh stars, he's disgusting, he's horrible, how could he have let this happen, he wants to scream his throat raw - and your life is ebbing away, your clothes soaked in carmine.

And yet again, you look up at them, smile that beautiful smile of yours, and tell them it's fine. Your hand in theirs, quickly growing cold. They have to find a Tear to touch right now so they can loop back again, so they can say sorry, so they can stop you from offering to make them a bonding earring--

He blinks awake again, lying in the meadow. "Ah... I must've found a Tear then. Frozen in time, and I'm straight back here again..." Their stomach twists, but they clumsily rise to their feet, blinking their single eye and yawning - and then they startle when they see you standing there.

Unbroken. Fine. Normal.

Just how will you die this time? How will he fail to save you?

Nausea boils in his gut at the thought, and he tugs at his cloak as if to protect himself.