"Don't- don't- you're not going to-" Iestyn gulped, feeling lightheaded at the slowly spreading red stain on Henry's clothes. What made Henry think that Iestyn would survive without him anyway? "I can't lose you! It's too soon!" He wished he could reach out, but that was the plan, right? To torture Henry in a way that made Iestyn feel helpless? It was working, anyway.