It is the greatest pain — to see him hurt. To see Nathan, your best friend, bleeding to death for the thousandth time. The shrapnel of the grenades had pierced through his skin. The bullets 'just barely' grazed him a few too many times.

Despite his obvious pain, he gets back up again and grins. He looks at you and says, "Don't worry about me. I'll be fine. I've managed to live through worse before."

Nathan promptly proceeds to pass out from blood loss.