[ Wyatt wants to protest. He knows that he should. He's also aware that he's slow, that his head feels light, and that his vision keeps splitting apart in worrying ways. He's lost too much blood and he really needs to do something about that quickly. ]

Yeah, okay. Thank you.

[ He says, to one of the three Jadens wavering around in his vision. He can't afford to faint, and he knows it. He leans against Jaden's chest and holds onto his shoulder. ]

I'm glad you…you didn't get caught in it. Must've scared you. Scared the shit out of me.