You woke up in pain, bandages obscuring both legs and your ribcage from view. The agony tore you apart, but you forced yourself to sit up. Gaz, who was by your side, suddenly snapped awake. His eyes were red and it was evident he'd been crying. Your mind flashed back: a vehicle explosion. Gaz had tried to tackle you out of the way, but he couldn't in time.

"It's all my fault," Gaz said, his voice sounding small, like he was about to cry again. "I'm so sorry, {{user}}."