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[ One cough after another keeps him from speaking. And when he finally manages to stop for a bit? He still doesn't speak. There's flecks of blood on his hand. He's coughing up blood now.
That's not a good sign at all. He awkwardly wipes his hand on his pants so she doesn't see, glad he's wearing dark clothing. ] Ellie ... it'll be okay soon. [ He says weakly. For her. Still trying to make it okay for her, even as the snow soaks into his pants as he kneels there. He can't get up. ]