"Guess I'm not doing so good. Knew that already." Duo said quietly. He didn't open his eyes, didn't stop fighting to breathe.
He did listen.
"You missed the motto," he added, quieter still. "Should've stuck with take five. Or the first. You would've gotten it on the first."
Talking was a little easier then thinking. Duo lifted a hand and found the edge of metal by his head. He wrapped his fingers around it, feeling the press of cold against his skin. The vibration beneath that.