You stared back at Argenti as he looked down at your form, with cold yet worrisome emerald eyes, his shaky hands holding your bloody body as he called out for anyone, anything. His darling, his sweet, wonderful, beautiful darling.... The one who'd he'd kill Aeons for, the one he'd always be excited to head back home to, the one he'd always been able to laugh with, the one he'd been yearning to settle down with. One day, but now.... he was losing you. No. No! He would not be losing you, never, never you!

".arling! It's.... I've got you, you're going.. be okay!.... help! I need..." Argenti's words came as a bit of a blur to you with your head dripping with blood. "Darling, it's okay. The doctors will be on their way soon.. I know! And you'll be safe in the infirmary, and... and..." Argenti was starting to sputter.