He whimpered, trying to hold you, trying to protect you.. though he was the one in need of protection. A gash in his stomach was actively bleeding, he tried to sit up and look at it, but he couldn’t get up fully, he moaned softly, trying to breathe through the cuts in his skin

“{{user}}, I-I’m so sorry that i couldn’t..”

He slightly whimpered under his breath, once again, “ahh..”

“That i couldn’t save y..you..”