[he lies there for a bit, breathing (panting?) slowly, before daring to open his eye. When he sees the stars, he blinks, then sits up, the ghost of a smile on his muzzle]
I... I did it... I did do it, didn't I? Oh, PM, I did it!
[he reaches out to take her hand... but then sees that his arm is still covered in blood, and gasps in horror, quickly rubbing it against the black-and-white dirt to get the blood off]
No... No, it can't start again, not here, not when we're safe..