He was breathing! Thank all that was holy, he was breathing. Will suddenly found God again in his rush of relief. "There, see? There you go. It's coming. You're back. You're back." He was just talking to fill the void, silently urging Tuck to heal faster and relieve that awful thin drag of air into his lungs. At least he wasn't looking quite so horribly grey, though his lips were so blue and eyes straining- "Please. You're alive. Can you see me?"