[HELP HIS INJURIES... I guess yams is just getting blood on them now that's fine. He doesn't mind the pain--he hugs both of them back, taking in a slow breath.]
Mm. Me too.
[Every week that he wakes up and finds both of them still alive is another week that he thinks, no matter how hard it gets here, he can keep holding on a little longer. Every death that wasn't prevented weighs on him, but in such an unpredictable place, he will take the small comforts he can get.]
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Mm. Me too.
[Every week that he wakes up and finds both of them still alive is another week that he thinks, no matter how hard it gets here, he can keep holding on a little longer. Every death that wasn't prevented weighs on him, but in such an unpredictable place, he will take the small comforts he can get.]