บท 479: Wide Awake, Part 4

"Maybe this, whatever this is, maybe I had this coming," He weakly muttered, wheezing, as he lifted his quivering hands in front of him. "My punishment for wanting, for trying, and for failing… if so… then maybe I do deserve what I got coming for me." 

"Now you say that, after coming out to me like that," I said, shaking my head at him. "I know you don't mean that. You don't wanna die." 

"Of course, I don't want to die!" He snapped, flashing me a weak, desperate teary-eyed glare. "But if I did, so what? What's been lost? What's there to lose? There's nothing. I'm nothing!"