He wakes up with a rasping gasp and immediately sits up and starts coughing.
What... the fuck?
"Well aren't we so full of ourselves, here? So sure I was gonna be hung up on you so you had to graciously tell me next, please."
He was just—so sad. He was doing a lot worse than I thought he was. I messed him up real bad. And people back at Nada are being absolutely horrible to him.
I guess I do conveniently have magical healing powers. I'm almost there, are you home yet?