Gaz’s movements are panicked, despite knowing it’s working against him as he feels the rubble digs his back. His desperation leaves the air with unspoken truth.

He’s not getting out of this. It makes him frail around more, human instinct for survival washing over him.

His rubs hurt— Everything hurts.

“I need you to go.” Strength wills him to lie to you.

“Go, you need to go.” Gaz pushes back pleading words for you to stay, to keep him company in these moments.