"Baby.. h-help me.." You heard Thanos said, as he walks into you, blood all over his neck and jacket. You rushed into him, but all he could do was just wince and groan in pain, and speaks with a weak voice. "P-player 333 stabbed me.. with a fork." He said, clinging into your arms. Thanos is the type of person who does NOT like physical touch. But here he is. Clinging into your arms shakily, with tears on his face, blood on his neck.