Skye was close to losing consciousness, but he was too stubborn to let go just yet. Part of him just didn't want to give the vampire the satisfaction. He managed to lift his head just enough to catch a glimpse of the girl running, fast and far away. Good. He took a few slow breaths, trying to get his bearings, but he still couldn't think straight. He would pass out, and soon.
"Never wanted to." he croaked, but he wasn't putting up a lot of resistance. He just couldn't, there wasn't any strength left in him to do so. He groaned when the rings pulled out some of his hair, the hold altogether not very pleasant.