The cloth feels nice, but it isn’t want he truly needs. “Sit by me,” he says. He doesn’t want to die like this, with Raju fussing and trying so desperately to not hear him.
He knows it’s more than he deserves, but if given the choice he’d die like Fitzjames - a friendly face looking into his, holding his hand, speaking words of comfort to him. He wants to feel loved in his last moments, to have his death be a release instead of a grim end.
He doesn’t say it again. He waits, hoping that Raju heard this time.
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The cloth feels nice, but it isn’t want he truly needs. “Sit by me,” he says. He doesn’t want to die like this, with Raju fussing and trying so desperately to not hear him.
He knows it’s more than he deserves, but if given the choice he’d die like Fitzjames - a friendly face looking into his, holding his hand, speaking words of comfort to him. He wants to feel loved in his last moments, to have his death be a release instead of a grim end.
He doesn’t say it again. He waits, hoping that Raju heard this time.