[With visible reluctance, Jet eases his grip on the blade. The red leaking down his arm is nothing compared to the words that lie branded into the exposed strip of skin. COULD NOT SAVE HER. He didn't need the reminder. He really didn't.]
[The pain is secondary. The aftermath is secondary.]
no subject
[The pain is secondary. The aftermath is secondary.]
For what.
[He's going to heal him up for free, is that it?]