"There are things worse than dying, you know? There are things to be scared of aside-" He blurred slightly as he shook his head.
"I don't-" he flickered again, for a split second his entire form clearing. "I don't remember my name."
He stepped forward, slid forward? and hovered next to Wayne. He wished Wayne weren't busy now. He wished...it was fruitless to wish so much but he would have liked Wayne to be his friend. He regretted not having Wayne as his friend when they were...