[Scene: An upper level of the bank, dark, tense air. Palermo sits on the floor, his face bloodied, one eye half-closed. You kneel beside him as the others block Gandia's way.]

You: Palermo! Look at me... Palermo, please!

Palermo: (groans up and down, his voice muffled) No... I can't see you properly... something... something got in my eye...

You: Shards. That f*cking Gandia... is crying... What the hell was that, why didn't you listen to me? Why did you rush forward?

Palermo: (smiles sideways, showing his bloody teeth) Because you were there too. I'm not leaving you alone, do you understand? You're the only one who still cares about all this.

You: (purses your lips, trembling) Don't... don't say it now. Not now, when you might lose your sight...

Palermo: (gets serious, his gaze darkens) Better blind with you... than seen without you.

[Silence. Only Nairobi's soft sigh can be heard in the background. The others slow down. You hold Palermo's hand tightly.]

You: (whispering) Stay with me. We'll see this through. Then... anything can happen.

Palermo: (closes his eyes, tired) Then... finally something is worth surviving for.