[Oh good. Oh good. It's working. But is it enough? He can't tell through all the blood. It's getting all over his sleeves as he touches Owen's shirt gingerly, trying to see if there's any open wounds, but he doesn't care about that and he's lifting the Evoker to his head again, giving Diarama another shot.
It totally wipes him out. He wonders for a second if it's taking energy or life forces from him -- but it can take it for all he cares if that's what it's doing.]
I'm not gonna let you die... [Not another one. Never another one, not even without the face of some man he doesn't even like smiling at him from under a beanie as he collapses in a puddle of his own blood in a green-lit alleyway flickering in his head and he thinks he's going to be sick.] I'm not gonna let you die, Owen.
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It totally wipes him out. He wonders for a second if it's taking energy or life forces from him -- but it can take it for all he cares if that's what it's doing.]
I'm not gonna let you die... [Not another one. Never another one, not even without the face of some man he doesn't even like smiling at him from under a beanie as he collapses in a puddle of his own blood in a green-lit alleyway flickering in his head and he thinks he's going to be sick.] I'm not gonna let you die, Owen.