Ice and I both decided it would have been the better option. As if was, if we somehow miraculously survived the bloodloss, we'd be without limbs. Him without his leg. Me without my arm. If another game like this were to happen any time soon, we'd be worse than useless.
... but after putting the murder of others into my teammates' hands twice already, I couldn't let them do it a third time. I just couldn't.