[Strides to his side as quickly as he can, the lack of any response worrying him even more, and he kneels down, looking at him-- and like this, seeing his eyes so unfocused, unaware of the surroundings... something's really wrong.]
This is-- [He pauses, seeing if there's any reaction to his voice, but the response is the same-- nothing. And this is enough to make his tone turn a lot more desperate.] Come on... this isn't leaving, you big idiot. You said you were going to go, right? So go, or don't go, I don't care if you stay, just... can you even hear me?
[He reaches out, his hand shaking slightly, resting it on his shoulder, to shake him a little, even though he doesn't have much hope it would do anything.]