[ A humorless smile crosses his face. The arm the bracer isn't wrapped around, it reaches almost unconsciously to a coin necklace that's...so very out of place on him. Probably because it's not his. ]

Probably. ...I wasn't supposed- [ The world chills his mouth and burns him all at once. He swallows it down. ] I didn't want to leave her all alone. [ Again. ] I hope...she knew that. I wanted to...keep giving her...her second chance, and...

[ He's babbling. Rambling about things barely connected, things Mista has no way of knowing about. Pressing the coin deep into his palm, he breathes deep. ]

I'm just fuckin' tired. I'm just... I'm just tired of death.