It was agony to think of swallowing anything solid. His eyes rolled closed for a minute trying to still himself long enough to try. The hand still holding onto the Everclear was shaking, fingers glued to the bottle with his own blood.
"Keeping me alive?" He tried to laugh but it was weak, eyes which normally had been so ugly were dull. He was still fighting to hang on. For a minute he had to wonder if he'd lost so much blood that he'd just hallucinated her here right now. She'd fought so long to tell him he wasn't her husband, why now would it seem that they were actually married?
He unclipped his hand from the bottle, squeezing it between his side and the arm of the chair to reach out. There was a strand of her hair hanging that he wanted to rub between his fingers to prove to himself that she was real but he didn't, he took the burger trying to will himself to eat when all the muscles in his body wanted to collapse.