"I don't want to lose you! You're all I have left!"
Was that Ymir?
Jean’s eyes snapped open immediately, and he winced as the lighting in the room made his head spin. He felt rather dizzy, chest clenched up in a pain that wasn’t very familiar to him at all.
Groaning, he looked up to meet Ymir’s gaze, taking a moment to register her words in his foggy brain.
“Lose…me? Don’t…be silly..”
Why did he feel so weak? What the hell was that warm liquid dripping down his face?
Taking in another breath proved to be quite painful, and it was at that precise moment he realized what was going on. He was…dying?
“Not goin’ anywhere….y’hear me? Gotta…keep your ass…outta trouble a-and…raise…raise….Nina.”